And finally, folks, let’s wrap up this hazy Thursday with our lovely friend up there sporting a collection of delicate piercings by Matt at Mind’s Eye Tattoo in Emmaus, Pennsylvania. If anyone complains about her septum looking crooked, you spend a night in The Hole.
Tomorrow? We get caught up on a whole bunch of Tattoo Hollywood craziness from last weekend. Until then, come home in the car you love, ModBloggers. We’ll see you soon.
Oh, what’s this, now? Some young turk, calls himself Will, trying place himself as the heir to the Babasom throne, hmm? With his septum at 18 mm., this gent out of São Paulo can clearly fit a finger in there, but will he challenge the reigning champion with various feats of septum pluggery? Only time will tell. Another photo, after the jump.
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… as much as it may sorta look like one (minus the low-cut V-neck hipster tees and grey leggings, of course). What it is, however, is a couple of kids, very much in love, very much in Sweden, in various stages of undress. Hooray!
We share our love for funny tattoos and bright colours. That’s what keeps us together. We both have knuckle-tattoos, chestpieces, septum and smiley piercings. When one of us does something, the other one does the same thing! We both even have our screen-names tattooed on the other’s ankle. We know, we’re geeky.
Oh God yes, are you ever. But hey, you’re cute, so we’ll let it slide. More shots, post-jump.
It’s a shame to be cooped up on a pleasant, warm evening like this one, ModBloggers, so let’s call it a night with this fine portrait courtesy of Ellen Claire Photography. “I’ve had her for seven years now,” says the model of her vertical bridge. “I love this piercing.” Agreed! I’ve always liked the look of a person wearing only a septum or bridge (vertical or otherwise) piercing as one’s only facial piercing, and she wears it well. (And healthily, evidently.)
Fare thee well, folks. Until tomorrow.
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And here we have a couple of photos from an anonymous benefactor of Za, offering further proof that (some) redheads may, in fact, still have their souls. Too small a sample size? Maybe. Clearly, we need more pictures. After the jump, see where our model keeps her sugar skull hidden.
(Lobes pierced by Todd Adamson at Adamson Studios in Iowa City, Iowa, and then self-stretched over two years to 7/8″. Septum pierced at 10-gauge at The Alley in Chicago, Illinois. Tattoo by Jason Evans at Neon Dragon in Cedar Rapids, Iowa.)
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Good morning, ModBloggers! Let’s kick off the week with a smooth, refreshing cigarette. It doesn’t look like Ferdudurke‘s is lit, mind you, but look how much he’s enjoying himself regardless! Cigarettes are just swell, aren’t they?
(Not really.)
(Bracing self for inevitable flame-war.)
(Still a great photo.)
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Well, we just saw spuget‘s newly finished camera tattoo yesterday, and now, hey, here are some photos she took of Vern! Says the photographer:
This is my friend vern, lookin’ cute as always at a park in Port Orchard, Washington. We had a mini photo shoot after getting scolded by a park volunteer when Vern shook a sign. He’s obviously worried about it.
Certainly seems to be. Check out another photo, after the jump.
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Continuing this afternoon’s nipple extravaganza, Roger sends in these photos and explains in the classy third-person:
It all started with Roger and Holly pondering what they could do with nipple piercings that had not been done or seen before. Roger then remembered the T-bar and decided to do a new twist on it. With dermal anchors becoming popularized, and having mastered surface areas with them, he thought the nipple would be a new and exciting territory. Because Roger already pierced Holly’s nipples as we traditionally see them, he ventured into the T-bar look with dermal anchors posing as the top. They are two completely separate piercings, and the dermal anchor adds a classy and sophisticated personal touch. Never before done, he has awed us with his innovative imagination and successfully colored outside of the lines once again! This is a beautiful, creative addition to the other modifications he’s already done on Holly, including her lobes, septum, conch, nipples, vertical lip and ornate cutting on her hip.
Another shot, after the jump.
On this Friday the 13th, let us reflect on what we’ve learned from horror movies: You cannot kill Jason—you can only make him angrier. You can send him to New York, you can send him to Hell or you can send him to outer goddamn space…doesn’t matter. You’re just pissing him off. Perhaps it’s time to resign yourself to the fate that awaits you: no matter what you try to do, you are going to be killed by a psychotic hell-demon in a hockey mask, and tough shit.
(Tattoo by Billy Toller at Cherry Bomb Tattoos from New Port Richey, Florida, and the 2009 Philadelphia Tattoo Arts Convention.)
Well, quite a whirlwind of a week this time around, no? Let’s refresh our memories:
– We spoke with Mike Beer, he of the numerous wholly tasteless tattoos. Reactions, as usual, were mixed at best. Evidently, not everyone is ready for “rape time.”
– Atlanta kisses some ass (in the form of a tribute tattoo) to get an apprenticeship with Sean Philips. Mercifully, it worked.
– There is a damn eyeball in that guy’s armpit!
– We all told some great stories about getting our septums pierced.
– The Flying Pink Sausage entered our lives.
– We learned a simple lesson: Money talks and bullshit walks.
– Alice got naked in the snow, just because.
– Nacho’s first suspension was a complete success.
And that’s it for us today, folks. We’ll be around over the weekend though, as per usual. Sorry about no podcast this week—there were some scheduling conflicts with one great guest we had lined up, but we should be getting in touch with him in the next couple of days, so don’t you worry. At any rate, stay safe, have a good weekend, and as always, thank you for your continued support of BME.
And so here we have Nihilist (foreground), sporting the latest in, um, big-ass bones in his septum. Also, a Cephalic Carnage shirt, a band ye olde Wikipedia describes as “deathgrind,” which is one of the most bad-ass compound words English has to offer. I knew a guy in high school who loved their music, which sort of sounds like a fighter jet raping a tank, but I’m glad they exist, if for no other reason than to ensure terms like “deathgrind” remain active in the lexicon. And of course, the background mustache really ties the whole thing together, as always.
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