Colour traditional tattoo of three lipsticks, a pink and teal bow and candy hearts reading PRIMA DONNA and GIRL, on an upper arm.

Lipsticks, bow and candy hearts on an upper arm

Traditional · Upper arm · Colour · Photo

Three lipsticks sit in front of a pink and teal bow on a purple heart-shaped backdrop, with candy hearts reading PRIMA, DONNA and GIRL in the foreground. Bold black outlines define the shapes, with solid fills and smooth shading on the bow and lipstick cases. The palette is bright pink, teal, yellow, gold and purple, and the design is centred on a pale skin background.

Traditional Upper arm Lipstick Bow Ribbon Heart Text

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The night the Sea Glass Theatre lost its electrics, Odile Brack went looking for her lipsticks in the dark, because she would not go on without them. Three of them lived in a shortbread tin, each in its own gold-banded case, and she knew them by weight alone. The orange one was for comedy. The red one was for tragedy. The one with the bead chain she saved for the last act, when the audience had stopped coughing.

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Ronnie, the stage hand, found her on the fire stairs with a torch clamped in her teeth. She took it out long enough to say, 'Sweets, love. Pier kiosk, this morning. I lost a bet to the lighting girl and she made me buy the lot.' Inside the paper bag were heart-shaped candies, pastel blue, pink and gold, each one stamped with a word. PRIMA. DONNA. GIRL. 'Give one to each of the boys on the rigging,' Odile said. 'They'll know what to do with them.'

She went on with only the bead-chained lipstick, the house lights still dead, and performed the monologue by the green glow of the exit sign. Halfway through, a woman in the third row unwrapped a sweet with a sharp crackle. Then another. Then the whole row was rustling, and someone said the word on her candy out loud, and someone else laughed, and the dark stopped feeling like a problem.

Afterwards Odile wiped the stage paint from the tip of the lipstick with a handkerchief, returned it to the tin beside its sisters, and wrote the date on the lid in pencil, the way she did on every night the show held.