Alright. I've already written the editorial and I wouldn’t want to repeat myself, but I feel it’s important to update you with the TATTOOUR 2021, directly from the sober Romagna Riviera.
Here’s the best of:
This year, tribal tattoos are soaring, and Jason Momoa better watch out. Fresh stuff, just done. Not like those ridiculous motivational quotes that, after the first fade, you can't read a damn thing (and maybe that's for the best).
My wife didn’t know Jason, and after seeing the pictures, she was pleasantly impressed.
So I looked for some more images and discovered that without Photoshop, I have more abs than him.
Fuck you, Jason.
RESILIENZAAAHH, gothic, all about the back.
It’s funny, but it also makes you think.
Then there are tons and tons of lion heads. Lots of lions, a lot of courage (roarrrr).
Charlie Chaplin and the English flag.
A human torso with an outstretched arm that, upon closer inspection, turned out to be Freddie Mercury.
A sailor's face with a noticeable cognitive deficit, but also Jack Sparrow resting on a thigh.
A devil’s head triumphantly surrounded by lettuce leaves.
I hope I didn’t run into any of you.
Greetings from your friendly Algol.