Leeds tattoo expo

As someone who actually enjoys getting tattooed i was quite intrested in the Leeds International Tattoo Exposition when i found out about it. So i essentially text my slightly less tattooed mum until she agreed to come with me.

I had done my reserch before hand and knew exactlly who i wanted to stab me sevral hundred times with a needle so we headed stright to her little booth and booked in for the afternoon.

With quite a bit of time to waste we started looking around the stall. They sold everything from stickers to shirts to taxadermy (as someone who has just got a baby rabbit i enjoyed the later less than others). I was tricked in to buying some tattoo mostuirser that smells like pina colada because the booth owner was cute. I ended up feeling bad for the guy because he was proper trying to sell me this stuff when what i actually wanted was a cheeky flirt.

Then came the shows which to be honest where intresting in ways you dont always want to be intresting. When someone says burlesque i think of feathers and dancing, something thats sexy in its suggestiveness. What i got was a girl dressed as a unicorn dancing to Pony while tossing off her sparkely horn. They later said that was a family friendly version of her usual show, if so i dont even wanna know what goes down in a adult version.

The fire breathing/ pole dancing performance done by a team from Holland seemed more normal until some poor lass in wierd metal neck brace came on stage to have large needles put through her back, metal bars attached and then the bars set on fire. The finshed image looked pretty cool but she was bleeding a bit so maybe not worth it.....

The normalest thing we probably saw all day was a beard compotion. Where a very dapper gentalman was robbed of the title Best Beard by some

male student with weak beard game.

After all this it was finally time to get tattooed. The choosen piece was a small bumble bee on my inner knee just for the pun off it (the bees knees for you who didnt do so well in school). The choose artist was Carly V who is possible the cutest astralian lady ever. If i could keep her in Engalnd and make her be my friend i would. We spent 45 minutes
discussing all the contestants on Ru Pauls Drag Race and the icoic Sasha Velor reveal while my mum staterd as us blankly. The tattoo didnt hurt at all and i didnt end up all wierd a

shaky like i usually do so the fruit pastells have been saved for another day.

Over all we had a good day and i am now slightly poorer but i do love my new tattoo. If anyone ever wants to get tattoed in Australia i would 10/10 recommend Carly V!!