The girl with the orchid tattoo
I was meandering my way through Cambridge market at the weekend with a mind to source a nice piece of fish when I spotted the girl with the orchid tattoo. She was a young lady of about nineteen and was pushing a pram which contained a young man whom probably went by the name of Tyler and who was making ‘Raahh’ noises in between bouts of spitting at old lady’s tights. The tattoo was situated in the small of the young ladies back and was about the dimensions of a tub of ‘I can’t believe its not butter.’ A fine thing of beauty it was, generically amorphous but none the less attractive for it. I have later understood that a tattoo on a lady, in this region of the body is known as a tramp stamp.
I stopped the girl and asked if she would mind awfully if I were to take a photograph of the piece. Disappointingly, my friends, the answer was a definitive ‘no’. In fact the answer she gave took somewhat longer to say than a simple ‘no’ and she used words that I couldn’t repeat here (though young Tyler gave it a good go, Gawd bless him)…in fact she used words I had never in heard of and I’ve worked in a mine. So I quickly hurried off to inspect the fish and left the lady to continue her journey to The Burger King or to look at clothes with writing on.
Pictures of Orchid Tattoos
Having failed to get a photo of that tattoo I have sourced a few here.
I love that last one.
Ranners & his painted ladybirds
February 14, 2011 @ 2:37 pm
A fascinating article this, one which brings to mind my own experiences as a ‘gardener’.
A summer or two ago i was gainfully employed as a shovel jockey and weed remover by one of those fantastic fly-by-night gardening outfits that appear Brigadoon like in the environs and disappear with equally mythic alacrity.
My credentials for gardening were limited to my knowing, at the drop of a hat, the correct name for those upside down black hearts on playing cards (spades, a gardening term) and my having flowers tattooed on my, admittedly, muscular and well formed fore-arms. It was, i think, these that tipped the job my way as the kind lady employers would furtively glance at me whilst in full Mellors mode and on seeing the floral work inked on think “he must be really into gardening”.
In short those twin tattooed tributes added earnest integrity to the firm and a little spark around the beds. Flower beds that is.
The reason for my having flower tattoo’s is that i wanted a costume for a fancy free party themed “flowers” and my best mate nicked my first idea of stapling plastic daffodils to a suit, so i went for a more permanent costume and a memento of a wonderful shindig, apparently, the tats are all that remain in my memory of it.
December 6, 2010 @ 3:11 pm
And there was I thinking Cambridge was posh! Did she have her thong on show too? Mind you, with this week’s theme of marketing ideas, you may have given me an idea for another way to get my logo out there. Hmmm… J x
December 6, 2010 @ 9:13 pm
yeah…thong showing…we call those ‘whale tails’ !
http://www.xmfan.com/viewtopic.php?t=81170
You could get tattoos done of your logo on drunk girls bums? Just a thought… x
December 6, 2010 @ 9:19 pm
Yeah, not sure my clientele would see many of those – at least I hope not! Was thinking about the base of my back – the bit that’s always got a really good tan because I’m bent over gardening all summer. I was thinking it might show up on Google Earth… x