|
|
Post by JESS VON MESS! on Aug 17, 2010 11:37:13 GMT -8
It was about time that she got another tattoo, another permanent picture embedded into her skin that represented someone or something. Of course, sometimes, there were silly choices made, though Jess von Mess didn't really have any that she regretted, of things like 'getting a skull because it's cool'. As she headed towards the local tattoo parlour, she kept a low profile, wearing over sized aviators and not drawing any attention to herself; however, having bright red hair kind of made it difficult. Even though her band was only an opener, it was amazing how many fans would run up to her and beg her for an autograph. The whole 'fame and fortune' thing was brand new for Jess, unlike her older brother, Danny Danger, who was completely and totally used to the whole thing. It was kind of weird opening for her brother's band, seeing as her bands genre and his band's genre were completely different - rockabilly opening for metal.
Adjusting her beanie, she kept walking, her doc martens hitting the as she walked towards the parlour. She had plenty of cash to spend so, why not get a tattoo of something she loved. She already had it picked out in her head, the whole sleeve; it was about time that she started to get one, seeing as she had wanted one for so, god damned long. Walking into the parlour, she looked around, seeing it all nice and clean, unlike some of the others she had been at. Smiling to herself, she walked up to the counter and started talking to the secretary, chatting the girl up before she heard the door open and close again.
|
|
