I think I can be described as a pretty hardcore fangirl.
No, I don’t own celebrity toenails turned into earrings, I don’t even collect autographs, but I can see how spending hours ogling pictures of hot British men, or creating posts for my own amusement, as well as for a limited group of like-minded people, could read as a bit craycray to the outside world.
I do, however, like to think that there’s a certain method to my fangirling madness and I have long established certain boundaries that I can’t see myself crossing.
Oddly enough the same rules apply to my lovelife…
Cue the celebrity faces tattoos:
I have a tattoo.
I got a rather unimaginative tramp stamp that looks a bit like pea pods, done using the same methods as permanent make-up, which was supposed to come off in a year or two.
Twelve years later it’s going as strong as ever.
Then there’s that hole in my right nostril left over from my nose ring which, 14 years later, looks like a giant black head.
I use my own foolish decisions from a misguided youth to illustrate that some things are forever or at least are harder to get rid of than me at a sweet’s buffet.
The next time you start thinking that maybe a nice doodle of Richard Armitage tattooed close to your heart is a swell idea, I’d urge you to put the half-empty bottle of vodka down, take a deep breath and give yourself a nice big slap.
Go on, you probably won’t remember it the next day anyway, and you’ll save yourself the trouble of having to explain why you have “So, where do you want me to sleep then” etched across one buttock, and “Well, there you go” on the other.
That Richard Armitage tattoo you so lovingly applied to your arse in your 20’s is going to end up looking like Stephen Fry a few decades later (for the record, I love Stephen Fry, I’m just illustrating a point).
Before I’m accused of being an ink hater let me stress that I hold good tattoo artists in high regard, and some tattoos really are works of art.
The human body can serve as a wonderful canvas to etch images that have meaning onto, and real tattoo lovers map out a plan to cover their bodies that I find fascinating.
No tattoo hating here!
This is an amazing example of a beautifully shaded image of Thorin:
Getting a tattoo of Richard’s face is one way to get women to want to see you naked 😉
I think there’s also a difference in getting a tat with a celebrity’s face as opposed to a fictional character.
OK, I’ve done my bit to raise awareness and now I’m of to get some subdermal implants…
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