LOVE: Hot, Sexy, Tattooed Sexy Sex

Maybe it's because I just finished reading "Dirt," The Motley Crue Autobiography. Maybe it's because the new season of "Sons of Anarchy" recently aired. Any way you shake it- -I will probably always have a penchant for the bad boys. Who doesn't? Even if you don't want to live in a particular city, it doesn't mean you don't want to visit from time to time.

Inspiration Stew!

Things That Inspire Me: ART

Sorry that I haven't posted in a while, but it's summer in the Pacific Northwest...i.e. it's mandatory for me to spend every possible moment in the sunshine getting my year's supply of Vitamin D. Check and check. Aside from that, Nial and I have been busy with house projects GALORE. You wouldn't even recognize my house, and I know this because I hardly notice it.

Anyway, back to the main point. When the sun is out, my creative juices emerge from hibernation and I actually want to paint and create again. My usual creative vehicle is random abstract mixed media art projects (less pressure) which I spend countless hours working on, and then inevitably chuck into some kind of heap of sad, art purgatory. I'm more enthralled with the process than anything else. Long story long, here are some of the abstract pieces that are making me twitch. Enjoy!

Things That Inspire Me: Iris Apfel

Like most people, I'm not super jazzed about aging- -but I am ridiculously reassured and inspired by people who add their own flare, style and charm to the process. I recently read a very cool article about Iris Apfel in Architectural Digest, and it compelled me to want to know more. I mean, the glasses, the outfits- -she's so clearly the kind of older woman that I will end up being (or that I aspire to be anyway).

Tattoos

I realize tattoos started as a rebellious practice by societal outliers, and then they became uber mainstream (with shows like "Miami Ink," "LA Ink" and the like). I've always been a fan. I mean, there's a lot of crap out there, but there's a lot of crap out there, in general. I have never been a "beige" girl, or one that felt comfortable living in a place with a lack of decoration, or similarly dressing in a way that seemed void of color and decoration- -my skin doesn't feel very different to me on that front. I feel like these days "no tattoos" is the new "tattoos," but that's fine with me- -I just can't have white walls on this proverbial house, so, popular or not- -they're here to stay. Literally.
Whenever it gets warm out in the Pacific Northwest and people begin daring to bare a bit of skin, I'm reminded of all the hidden inked skin out there. For some people it's something they wear blatantly for everyone to see, for others it's like a secret that is only revealed occasionally or by accident. I like the hidden ones that one catches a glimpse of. For me it's like, "well I thought I had this guy in a suit all figured out, but that's the story with that little tattoo that just poked out of his collar line?"
Here's a few tattoos that I quite like. A few are from one of my favorite local tattoo shops, Scapegoat Tattoo, which also boasts to be a vegan shop (as most or all of the employees are vegan and all products used are free of animal byproducts and animal testing). It's a very Portland, OR thing, I know- -but it's a great shop with gifted artists and I feel fortunate to have collected a few of their fine pieces over the years. Ryan Mason of Scapegoat is pictured below.

Peak-a-boo

Brian Wilson is pretty gifted at roses. I have a few, as a matter of fact.

I've always loved tattoos of dogs, but I think Nial would actually kill me.