What a day! I woke up on Claire's couch this morning, totally disoriented. It took me a good few minutes to remember where I was. I stepped outside to find that I was on George Street, fuck! I did the hungover walk of shame back to my flat for a quick shower. THEN off to Tribe Tattoo!
I was really nervous, but it went fine. I was really surprised at how painful it was! I thought it would be less intense. I can't imagine people getting that done all over their bodies. He spent 45 minutes on my wrist, and that was plenty for me.
Took a good nap, had a nice lunch and dinner with friends. Pretty chill day.
My throat is still really sore, and I don't know if I can stomach a third night in a row of drinking. The girls are up for it though, so who knows.
poses + baby blanket = my life.