
Okay, the Harry Potter books are over. Yay! It’s a huge relief that the seventh book has come and gone, and now I can focus my attention back to more important things like watching television (but NOT Man Vs. Wild because Bear Grylls, it is so over between us, you big faker) and making hummus. And answer phones and scheduling meetings, because that’s what I do all day.
But there’s a whole group of fans out there that are immortalizing the Harry Potter books on their bodies with tattoos. Seriously??
Ok, let’s be honest. The overwhelming 85% of me which is all nerd thinks it’s kinda cool to have the names of spells and charms on your body. I already decided that if forced at knife point to get one, I’d choose Wingardium Leviosa.And it would be soooooooo cute.
And the other 12% of me (or whatever, I’m not really good at math) is like WHAT THE EFF PEOPLE GET OVER IT. Most all tattoos end up looking horrible (including mine. Someone asked me if it was a shell or something in the elevator the other day, and at first, I had no idea what he was talking about) and c’mon. A real Dark Mark on your forearm? LAAAMMME.
Or this?
Now! The other crazy tattoo idea I had was to put Voldemort on one calf and Harry on the other, facing each other, and under one write “Two Sides” and under the other “One Coin,” but that’s a major pipe dream. Still, they would both be in dueling stance, wands drawn, with fabulous magical swirly star goodness and it would just be so fucking great but way too expensive for me.
Three words: GET. OVER. IT.
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