A fine body of work

They have always been around, and with such a creative bunch of people it’s amazing that you don’t see more of them. I am talking about tattoos or, as some call it, body art.

When you first think of a tattoo on a showgirl, straight away your mind wanders to dodgy sailor tats that look like they were done in the back of the boat with a knitting needle and pen ink. Are they masculine or is there a fine line that can emphasise not only your male but your female persona as well?

I have always been a fan of tattoos, every since I got my first one 12 years ago. I remember it as though it was yesterday, straddling a chair, shitting my pants while my lesbian flatmate turned numerous shades of grey. The whole time while I grimaced in pain she comforted me: There really isn’t much blood at all.

After what seemed like eternity I exited the parlour feeling stronger and more masculine, though a little shaky on my feet. I swore that one was enough, but just a year later I was in again for my second which turned into my fourth and within days my fifth, which I planned to be the biggest and most adventurous of all.

As many say, it is very addictive, which I thought was just an advertising ploy from the tattoo parlour sales assistant but it’s proven to be right.

And I have to say my Superman tattoo has been my saviour many times with my recent weight loss. All the time I hear people say, Oh, I thought it was you, though I had to look for your Superman for confirmation.

I find many sister showgirls have also become addicted to this form of body art. Vanity Faire sports a fabulous ankh on her forearm that seems to glow when she is on stage under the lights.

We also see the fabulous Wyness slowly decorating herself and I heard plans for something bigger and more extravagant for the future. With the mix of beautiful colours and designs, they seem to be the first thing you focus on when she is onstage.

Which brings me to the question, have modern showgirls created their own form of tattoo genre? We see more and more tattoos that seem to work with the costumes that the girls are wearing, mixing a hint of masculinity with a dash of femininity. Maybe tats are become the accessory of our time.

Now if you want a tattoo or even a piercing (yes, I have recently become addicted to piercing also -“ don’t ask where I got it though) drop into Steel Lotus.

The guys there are the friendliest in town and are able to create an image for your exact requirements.