hello everyone! fuck i am worn out! the convention had its ups and downs but it was a convention and i loved it. i am tring to upload photos but the uploader is being fucking gay and wont accept my pics 
Day 1: welcome dinner thursday night at the beer garden.
what a crock of shit! there was suppose to be a whole meet n greet photo/interview opportunity for ALL the artists/vips. but there wasnt. Marco had only looked after the international artists. and the press conference was purely for them. there was suppose to be drinks and dinner provided yet there was jager shots and nibbley food. not $65 a head value if you ask me. thats what they were charging! artists and vip didnt have to pay. drinks were a ridiculous price of $14 for a vodka! then when we tried to hijack the boring 'dinner' for Mike DeVries (such a hottie as well as fucking talented!) and a few of the other cool guys and Marco tried to stop that and get them to hang with him. but we all escaped and ended up at shooters with them. if it wernt for those guys were gonna leave very early!
i got an interview for body piercing by the gold coast bulletin, a photo shoot with Pixi from boogie bop dames in sydney which was awesome. but no other tattooist i could see had any interviews done. we were suppose to have news crew to but they failed on that too.
i made the most of it though! got photos of heaps of people. so many lovely people, and the usual suspects from australia. glad i had my boy to come get me cuz i was getting hell carried away drinking and chatting and having a ball!
Day 2: first day at convention
4am wake up call for friday morning! was dolled up and ready, got to the shop by 6 to start the set up for the convention. i really wasnt needed in the shop and one of the other guys were quiet pissed that we were 'out running a muck the night before' although it was a massive opportunity to promote the shop! so we got all our shit set up and we were home by 9:30. i was getting picked up at 10:30 and heading back to the convention. i was feeling a bit smudgy too, not the best mood for getting tattooed! i was stoked i got the call to pick up my new glasses, i was going to be able to see everyone at the convention.
the first thing i do when i get there is check out the program. looks pretty good and i flick through it n get to the back and who do i see half naked on there??:
so we get there and there is people walking round everywhere trying to get all their shit sorted before the doors open. im quietly freaking out hoping i dont pass out while being tattoo. i reckon everyone that walked through the front doors to the convention had an awesome view of my rack. not that it was planned, it just turned out like that!
it took 3 1/2 hours to do my stomach in which that time i spoke to heaps of people, ooo i was even on the news which i still havent seen yet! i saw two of my friends there and they make me laugh and i moved and tod accidentally tattoo a bit that wasnt ment to be tattooed! but its ok, i can pick it out while its healing! i wil put pics up after it has healled cuz its been weeping like a mother fucker since i had it done!
so then after being tattooed i had come out of my smudgyness and was feeling a bit fragile. hadnt really eaten and was getting sick of waiting! we had a brief at 4pm for the pin up parade i was in but they had us waiting around till almost 5:30 to run us through our order and everything. i told the chick i was going in the tattoo show and id like to be put last so i have enough time to prep and the chick didnt understand and i was put 2 anyways. fuckin dumb arse.
judging went quick which was good and i scooted off to get changed for the parade. my idea along with most the other girls was that it was a proper stage to walk and do poses at either end etc but the stage was bout 3-4 mts wide. fuck all room on there. oh and they were going to read our bios that we had written previously up there. she handed me mine saying to re-write it as the printer fucked it. i was relieved as i scrapped it and started fresh. was straight to the point and short! by the time all of us got up there we had ran out of shit to do and kept doing the same poses. we all thought it was fucked. the chick from boogie bop dames gave us some help on what to do for the swimwear but realistically they needed to prep up in advance to what they wanted, not just assuming we knew.
i got back to the booth and changed and waited for the judging to be announced. didnt get anything for the tattoo but i wasnt really here to win anything, just personal promotion, promotion, promotion!
by the time eveything was closed it was 9:30 and i still hadnt eaten, grum picked me up and we ate some shitty maccas for dinner. i did a fair bit of reasearch on some poses and finally crashed out at 11.
Day 3: second day at convention
i woke up feeling pretty confident. i practiced my routine and i had a good grasp on it. there were two other ladies who were tattooed and experienced in pin up. i thought theyd take out 1st and 2nd easy. so we all made it down to the convention by 10am and i was caffinated, i was running around all over seeing what was going on. one of the cool people i met was cas from the uk. she makes corsets out of real leather, the proper ones that last forever. anywho i got to wear one for half the day. i think i am in love with them. so comfy and your posture is fantastic. i thought i had great posture before!
my tattoo was weeping and sore! i should have thought bout getting tattooed last of all with the pin up parade! and before i knew it, it was 3 pm and it was time for the swimwear bit. i felt horrible because of my tattoo. but i nailed my go. they announced not much longer after we all got off stage. the chick that come first was super confident and she deserved it. the chick who come second had no tattoos! and the chick that third looked like a man who had a painted on fringe. no one expected the results and heaps of the audience had a winge.
the funny thing was first place won a cover shot on custom tattoo oz mags (i hate the mag and the shop who runs it, we fix up all their crap tattoos, by the way the guy who owns it ran the convention!), but i already know i have 2 front cover shot this year and thats a feat in its self so i am super stoked on that. so grateful! 2010 is definately the year of sin! sinaminn that is!
it was really hard to get into the mood too as you could drink inside, everything was segregated. the area they had for the food and drinks was massive compared to the stage area. ridiculous.
i was also looking to get tattooed again at the show! i am shocking but i didnt wanna miss out from one of the interationals. i got a price for my knuckles which was pretty good so i was planning to get them down sometime on sun.
so after the pin up parade was over we all had photos out side as a group. i felt so outta place. i really belong in a tattoo comp rather than pin up. maybe if i had hair too! if it wernt for the boobs id get mistaken for a boy!
i ended up scoring a little photo shoot! one off a guy who just travels all round the world as a jurno for international conventions! we went down to the river. i ended up squinting in most of them. it was that bright my eyes were watering! but i think he got 2 or 3 nice ones.
but the time i got back up to the convention, another guy who is the photographer for 3 tattoo international magazines took me out of the convention for a shoot! we got a few head shots then he took some of my tattoos and he thought thats all i had, i ended up being pretty much topless and we got everything! on the way back from that there was a really drunk chick on the stairs, she bailed me up to take a photo. so drunk, 5 mins later i went to put my clothes on!
had so many photos taken, i really felt like a celebrity. finally a bit of love and respect is coming back! i felt really honored that people loved my work and me!
i was so proud of my grum, he took out freak of the show! he is the most modified person on the coast and he is my world! he is my dream man! i was glad he got something
i was pretty wrecked from it all and by the time it was winding up at 9:30 we just wanted to go home.
day 4: last day of the convention.
so tonight was suppose to be the promised boat cruise for everyone but no one could get a straight answer what was going on. we finally found out that no one had made final reservations so i was canned. they were holding an after party at one of the clubs and i really wanted to go.
it was the final judging today and i went in large black and grey, body suit and queen of the show. they were fucked up catagores that had no overal female or male. they were just fucked full stop. they were trying to be way too arty farty with their categories rather than having a realistic categories that would maximize the event.
i didnt get anything but a TATTOO! which is way better than a trophy was you wear it. i got:
so that was pretty much the show. holly was pretty persistent on going home as she had to work on monday but i was really just looking to have a few drinks with sean in town and yap about the show, we had 2 hours to kill before the after party. but we went home and had something to eat for the first time that day again and byt he time i sat down and relaxed i was almost comatosed! and i missed grum like crazy, i didnt wanna leave him so i decided not to go. i was really looking forward to it but after two tattoo sessions, running round crazy for the parade, photo after photo i just couldnt. i was tired in the morning when i got to work and tod didnt know why. (SOME) boys, they just think life is one easy course, not looking at all the things that women in their life do to make it that way.
so that bout wraps up my flat out weekend!
Day 1: welcome dinner thursday night at the beer garden.
what a crock of shit! there was suppose to be a whole meet n greet photo/interview opportunity for ALL the artists/vips. but there wasnt. Marco had only looked after the international artists. and the press conference was purely for them. there was suppose to be drinks and dinner provided yet there was jager shots and nibbley food. not $65 a head value if you ask me. thats what they were charging! artists and vip didnt have to pay. drinks were a ridiculous price of $14 for a vodka! then when we tried to hijack the boring 'dinner' for Mike DeVries (such a hottie as well as fucking talented!) and a few of the other cool guys and Marco tried to stop that and get them to hang with him. but we all escaped and ended up at shooters with them. if it wernt for those guys were gonna leave very early!
i got an interview for body piercing by the gold coast bulletin, a photo shoot with Pixi from boogie bop dames in sydney which was awesome. but no other tattooist i could see had any interviews done. we were suppose to have news crew to but they failed on that too.
i made the most of it though! got photos of heaps of people. so many lovely people, and the usual suspects from australia. glad i had my boy to come get me cuz i was getting hell carried away drinking and chatting and having a ball!
Day 2: first day at convention
4am wake up call for friday morning! was dolled up and ready, got to the shop by 6 to start the set up for the convention. i really wasnt needed in the shop and one of the other guys were quiet pissed that we were 'out running a muck the night before' although it was a massive opportunity to promote the shop! so we got all our shit set up and we were home by 9:30. i was getting picked up at 10:30 and heading back to the convention. i was feeling a bit smudgy too, not the best mood for getting tattooed! i was stoked i got the call to pick up my new glasses, i was going to be able to see everyone at the convention.
the first thing i do when i get there is check out the program. looks pretty good and i flick through it n get to the back and who do i see half naked on there??:
so we get there and there is people walking round everywhere trying to get all their shit sorted before the doors open. im quietly freaking out hoping i dont pass out while being tattoo. i reckon everyone that walked through the front doors to the convention had an awesome view of my rack. not that it was planned, it just turned out like that!
it took 3 1/2 hours to do my stomach in which that time i spoke to heaps of people, ooo i was even on the news which i still havent seen yet! i saw two of my friends there and they make me laugh and i moved and tod accidentally tattoo a bit that wasnt ment to be tattooed! but its ok, i can pick it out while its healing! i wil put pics up after it has healled cuz its been weeping like a mother fucker since i had it done!
so then after being tattooed i had come out of my smudgyness and was feeling a bit fragile. hadnt really eaten and was getting sick of waiting! we had a brief at 4pm for the pin up parade i was in but they had us waiting around till almost 5:30 to run us through our order and everything. i told the chick i was going in the tattoo show and id like to be put last so i have enough time to prep and the chick didnt understand and i was put 2 anyways. fuckin dumb arse.
judging went quick which was good and i scooted off to get changed for the parade. my idea along with most the other girls was that it was a proper stage to walk and do poses at either end etc but the stage was bout 3-4 mts wide. fuck all room on there. oh and they were going to read our bios that we had written previously up there. she handed me mine saying to re-write it as the printer fucked it. i was relieved as i scrapped it and started fresh. was straight to the point and short! by the time all of us got up there we had ran out of shit to do and kept doing the same poses. we all thought it was fucked. the chick from boogie bop dames gave us some help on what to do for the swimwear but realistically they needed to prep up in advance to what they wanted, not just assuming we knew.
i got back to the booth and changed and waited for the judging to be announced. didnt get anything for the tattoo but i wasnt really here to win anything, just personal promotion, promotion, promotion!
by the time eveything was closed it was 9:30 and i still hadnt eaten, grum picked me up and we ate some shitty maccas for dinner. i did a fair bit of reasearch on some poses and finally crashed out at 11.
Day 3: second day at convention
i woke up feeling pretty confident. i practiced my routine and i had a good grasp on it. there were two other ladies who were tattooed and experienced in pin up. i thought theyd take out 1st and 2nd easy. so we all made it down to the convention by 10am and i was caffinated, i was running around all over seeing what was going on. one of the cool people i met was cas from the uk. she makes corsets out of real leather, the proper ones that last forever. anywho i got to wear one for half the day. i think i am in love with them. so comfy and your posture is fantastic. i thought i had great posture before!
my tattoo was weeping and sore! i should have thought bout getting tattooed last of all with the pin up parade! and before i knew it, it was 3 pm and it was time for the swimwear bit. i felt horrible because of my tattoo. but i nailed my go. they announced not much longer after we all got off stage. the chick that come first was super confident and she deserved it. the chick who come second had no tattoos! and the chick that third looked like a man who had a painted on fringe. no one expected the results and heaps of the audience had a winge.
the funny thing was first place won a cover shot on custom tattoo oz mags (i hate the mag and the shop who runs it, we fix up all their crap tattoos, by the way the guy who owns it ran the convention!), but i already know i have 2 front cover shot this year and thats a feat in its self so i am super stoked on that. so grateful! 2010 is definately the year of sin! sinaminn that is!
it was really hard to get into the mood too as you could drink inside, everything was segregated. the area they had for the food and drinks was massive compared to the stage area. ridiculous.
i was also looking to get tattooed again at the show! i am shocking but i didnt wanna miss out from one of the interationals. i got a price for my knuckles which was pretty good so i was planning to get them down sometime on sun.
so after the pin up parade was over we all had photos out side as a group. i felt so outta place. i really belong in a tattoo comp rather than pin up. maybe if i had hair too! if it wernt for the boobs id get mistaken for a boy!
i ended up scoring a little photo shoot! one off a guy who just travels all round the world as a jurno for international conventions! we went down to the river. i ended up squinting in most of them. it was that bright my eyes were watering! but i think he got 2 or 3 nice ones.
but the time i got back up to the convention, another guy who is the photographer for 3 tattoo international magazines took me out of the convention for a shoot! we got a few head shots then he took some of my tattoos and he thought thats all i had, i ended up being pretty much topless and we got everything! on the way back from that there was a really drunk chick on the stairs, she bailed me up to take a photo. so drunk, 5 mins later i went to put my clothes on!
had so many photos taken, i really felt like a celebrity. finally a bit of love and respect is coming back! i felt really honored that people loved my work and me!
i was so proud of my grum, he took out freak of the show! he is the most modified person on the coast and he is my world! he is my dream man! i was glad he got something
i was pretty wrecked from it all and by the time it was winding up at 9:30 we just wanted to go home.
day 4: last day of the convention.
so tonight was suppose to be the promised boat cruise for everyone but no one could get a straight answer what was going on. we finally found out that no one had made final reservations so i was canned. they were holding an after party at one of the clubs and i really wanted to go.
it was the final judging today and i went in large black and grey, body suit and queen of the show. they were fucked up catagores that had no overal female or male. they were just fucked full stop. they were trying to be way too arty farty with their categories rather than having a realistic categories that would maximize the event.
i didnt get anything but a TATTOO! which is way better than a trophy was you wear it. i got:
so that was pretty much the show. holly was pretty persistent on going home as she had to work on monday but i was really just looking to have a few drinks with sean in town and yap about the show, we had 2 hours to kill before the after party. but we went home and had something to eat for the first time that day again and byt he time i sat down and relaxed i was almost comatosed! and i missed grum like crazy, i didnt wanna leave him so i decided not to go. i was really looking forward to it but after two tattoo sessions, running round crazy for the parade, photo after photo i just couldnt. i was tired in the morning when i got to work and tod didnt know why. (SOME) boys, they just think life is one easy course, not looking at all the things that women in their life do to make it that way.
so that bout wraps up my flat out weekend!
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programchaos:
sounds like it almost sucked but some really good aspects pulled it all together in the end, which is awesome. how big was the turnout for the entire event?
venillarose:
maybe if someone else ran the show it would be a bit better. At least you got promoted a lot.