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Make me your canvas


Creatively speaking, we're born with a body of skin that for some doubles as a blank canvas to artistic channels...the largest organ of the human body, our markings exemplify distinctiveness from among the masses. I have no misgivings to the notion of immortalizing upon it, so when the team over at Fake Tattoos contacted me to review some of their products, I knew it was the perfect opportunity to test-drive ideas before making my own designs eternal symbols. 

Fake Tattoos is trendy website specializing in non-toxic, high quality temporary tattoos that last 5-10 days and can easily be removed with soap and water. If you haven't heard of them, you should definitely take a minute to browse through their wonderful selection! 

(Revolver tat shown)

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Liana said…
wow those are amazing! can't wait to see what you come up with, you're so talented and creative! maybe i should have you design my next tattoo ;p
ps. thanks for following my blog and liking my fb page, much appreciated! :)

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Alex said…
The second picture looks great, babe!

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