Til mine is the only face you see, I'm gonna stand out, til you notice me...

I got my first tattoo yesterday. As I predicted I feel I am now harboring an addiction. I picked a fairly large tribal sun on my right shouder. I like it a lot, but I'm not in love. I think I picked it because of it's size and the fact that it involved a fair amount of coloring; I wanted to see if I could handle the pain. It wasn't too bad after I put my headphones on. A little techno and a pop princess got through the process effortlessly. Next time around however, I want to be in love with the piece I choose. This calls for some research. The following images are awesome. I want them all, either in their original or slightly modified forms.

Love this look, I want to be tatted all over.

Mermaids are pretty. I want a mermaid piece. But I want her to have angel wings. Her face will be more focalized but her expression will be somewhat sinister. I should just draw it up

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Yes feather. Yes placement. I know the next two pieces also incorporate feathers into the theme, but they match my spirit. I'm just born to fly...

Please and thank you. But since I have a tribal sun on my right shoulder it might be too circular. I would either want this on my thigh, or to add on to my first piece. Maybe the incorporation of some colored feathers would make my piece more feminine and innovative.

This is pretty. I want this exactly as is. The location will have to be changed though, because it's where I got my first one. Maybe my left forearm...

That is all for right now. I will keep looking and sketching and my next piece will be absolutely spectacular!

Peace, Love and sinister mermaids darlings!

xoxo,

Starshine

you know if I ball then we all gonna stunt

I don't know what's come over me lately, but whatever it is has broken my creativity fast. I got a new set of pliers two weeks ago and have been making jewelry non stop ever since. I wonder if this is how sleeping beauty felt after Prince Phillip woke her from her slumber?

Here are some photos of my favorites. Only for you my beauties.

Peace, love and self rediscovered my darlings!

XOXO,
Starshine

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these dreams, under my pillow

Lunch blogging. I've been at work since six. It's been a pretty blah day so far. Currently rocking: work uniform, black bandana, purple eyeliner and Orange lipstick. Song of the day: White Nights by Oh Land. I get to leave work in less than 3 hours. Maybe I will treat myself to a manicure when I get out, and quite possibly a nap. I deserve it, I've been working my ass off these past few weeks (literally). Then I have two more short days of work followed by two glorious days off. This song has me in the mood to camp. I have some PTO saved up, I think I will put something together. My break is ending. Alas, parting is such sweet sorrow that I must say goodbye till it be... 2.

Peace, love and the twilight of these white nights my darlings.

XOXO,

Starshine

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I'll stop the whole world from turning into a monster...

I hate being gone for so long, it makes me feel sad and neglectful. I've been getting a lot of that recently but what can I say, it is what it is. What's new, what's new? My birthday is quickly approaching, I bought just a about a million sharpies and recently came into the 6th season of boy meets world (speaking of which, i now follow Ben Savage on twitter and am pretty excited about it). To the untrained eye, my most recent accomplishments may seem anything but, however I am actually pretty content right now. There is nothing like a fresh planner and a new color coding system to get the blood pumping. I haven't spent as much time as I want being constructive in the city, but hopefully this will all change on Thursday. I will have a whole two days and fresh paycheck (not to mention birthday dollars) to explore, tinker and create. I can only hope that work cooperates so that I can have my peace. OH! after a long 5 months, i have been reunited with my surface piercings. Luckily, this guy wasn't a jerk and used teflon tubing instead of metal bars. Although there is a slight increase in swelling (due to scar tissue :[ ), they look so much better than they did this time last year. Needless to say, I am pretty in love.

For some reason completely unknown to me, I decided to watch part of the teen choice awards when i got home from work tonight. Why? I'm still trying to figure it out. Winners are picked soley on how cute they are, or how often their songs are played on the radio. Substance/ Talent isn't really a factor. It may sound harsh, but I'm not mad at the oblivious voting habits of these teens. I mean, how many twelve year olds do you know that discuss cinema quality or the creative range of an actor? Or the fact that on so-and-so's new album the artist completely just gives up, cops out and lets dub step do all the work for them. If anything, the awards just reminded me that I'm not a kid anymore, and to be honest, it breaks my heart a little. If only my most serious conflicts revolved around whether Jacob was hotter in New Moon or Eclipse. For this reason, my birthday wish is to age gracefully while maintaining all the enthusiasm of youth. So far, so good.

Peace, Love and Taylor Lautner my darlings.

XOXO,
Starshine