My daughter loves my tattoos, which she alternately refers to as my ‘stamps’ or ‘those words on your bum.’ I can’t even begin to imagine what she’d think if I stamped my rear end with pictures of cupcakes and candy…
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I’m pretty sure that I’d have a hard time convincing her that sweets aren’t the most important thing in the universe if I had a cupcake tattooed on any part of my person. Because although they aren’t the most important in the universe, it’s pretty close, and I’d rather she not figure that out until we’re out of the expensive dental work phase. And yes, sure, tatts of sweets are a cheap, cavity-free alternative, but I’m not that bad.
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Urgh. It’s kind of unappetizing with that blood-like ooze dripping from the pointy ice cream and the overall green outer glow. I suppose the only benefit to ink like this is the perpetual reminder to stay trim and not end up a sad and ironic cliche.
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Those sprinkles at the top kind of look like real sprinkle implants.
I am a big fan of tattoos but if I went the favorite food route mine would have to be a filet mignon instead of a cupcake and that would look awful!
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