Traditional style cartoon pin-up tattoo with a red rose in her hair, shown on the upper arm and shaded in black and grey with red accents.

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Cartoon pin-up with rose on upper arm

Traditional · Upper arm · Mixed · Photo

A cartoon pin-up character with a short dark bob and large expressive eyes is tattooed across the upper arm, with a red rose tucked above her ear. The linework is bold and dark, and the skin tones and hair are shaded in grey and black. The red rose provides the main colour accent against the greyscale figure, and the character is cropped at the shoulder and elbow.

Traditional Upper arm Cartoon character Pin-up Rose Hair

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Rain had been coming down on Kettleby market since before the lamps were lit, and Mrs Ada Finch was still at her pitch under the tarpaulin, selling the last of the wilted roses at a penny a stem because nobody had the sense to get in out of it. Sit down, sit down, you're dripping on the sacks. I'll tell you about the drawing, since you asked, and since it was the only thing on this market that ever sold faster than the flowers.

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Nineteen thirty-four, that was. A lad called Teddy Marsh pinned a sketch to the back of Ada's stall, a little pin-up girl with a bob cut so sharp you could slice bread with it and eyes like two wet black pennies. He'd drawn her on the back of a bus ticket, he said, while waiting out a shower exactly like this one. Every girl in the market wanted to be her and every lad wanted to buy her a drink. She had a red rose tucked above one ear, and Ada swore Teddy had dipped his nib in beetroot juice to get that colour, because he couldn't afford ink that bright.

The turn came the winter the picture house closed. Teddy went off to the docks with his other sketches rolled under his arm, and the paper girl stayed pinned to the stall, going soft at the corners and curling like an old leaf. Years later a stranger in a good coat came and offered Ada more money than the stall was worth for her. Ada wouldn't sell. She gave him a rose instead and told him to take it home and keep the rain off it.

That's all there is to it, love. Paper doesn't care who's rich or who's ruined, it just holds its shape while everything else runs off the table. Mind the drip by the tarp, and take two roses. They're nearly dry.