Still diggin…

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I found this bad boy in my files today. It made me smile because of the conversation I had to have with this woman before I took her picture.

I’m killing time outside of the Sacramento Horror Film festival, not really wanting to be there. It wasn’t my thing, but the ex had volunteered for it and had been taking pictures all day. I just wanted the kids to be able to meet the two celebs that would be there.
There is this beautiful woman sitting in this chair and I’m standing a ways away smoking a cigarette. I keep staring at her shoes and her tattoo. Tattoos are not my thing, but she seems to be rocking the tacky top of foot tattoo. She turns around and I must have had this half disgusted, have enthralled look on my face. Realizing this I say hello and tell her I liked her shoes, so much in fact that I wanted to take a picture of them. She smiled and said, “Uh sure.” I get a picture of the shoes and realize it’s not the shot I wanted.
Now this is where it gets weird.
“Can you cross your leg in a way that I can see the tattoo.”
She must have seen my disgust look from earlier, “Really? thought you didn’t like it much.” Yep. She saw it.
I got called on my shit and I would have to be honest because the knot in my stomach would have it no other way.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t really like tattoos so much and don’t like roses.”
Yeah, that’s right there in chapter one of How To Win Friends and Influence People.
“that came out wrong, I mean it’s true, but it sounded bitchy and snobby.”
She actually laughed and she was nice to me even though outside of saying I liked her shoes, I pretty much insulted her.
We started talking about photography and how she had done some photo shoots in the past. (I’m not certain, but I think her photo shoots were R rated, not sure)
By the end of our conversation we had drug out this chair from a sitting area and aligned it just so it was half pavement and half the entrance to the theater. I must have taken about 30 photos, but it was this one that we both agreed was the hottest of them all.
She was so sweet when she said, “it’s my tacky rose top of the foot tattoo with my sexy shoes.”
Oh. God.
I’m sure she still tells that story.

So lady, if you’re reading this, I got a tacky tattoo on my foot.

I’m already thinking about my next one. Alyx keeps doodling this infinity symbol with the number 13 on it. It’s a Taylor Swift thing, but I don’t care. I’ve seen this thing on my daughter for about 6 months straight (she draws it on every day)
Everyone knows that 13 is my favorite number (and Kara’s…and probably Alyx’s too now) and it always has and probably always will be.

Boundless. Forever.

It fits.