"I asked for 56 stars and initially adored them. But when my father saw them, he was furious. So I said I fell asleep and that the tattooist had made a mistake."
Yes, confess now, after we all heard your story and knew you were the liar. You know, Kimberley Vlaeminck sued the tattooist, Rouslan Toumaniant. He now has reason to sue her for defamation.
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She had a deal to have him pay for half of the removal costs, but then told the truth? I wonder what prompted her to recant? That is not said in the article. Still, smarter in the long run to tell the truth.
Wonder if Dutch (Belgium?) law allows for defamation as we understand it?
He got a lot of (free) publicity out of the whole thing. Tattoo Guy wins -- except everyone knows what he looks like now (shudder)
The version of her story printed here stated "I woke up when he started working on my nose."
Well, since she had 3 stars on her honker alone, her statement was obviously a lie - woke up, allowed 3 stars to be completed, then complained. Right.
As for the "initially adored" them statement - I think she makes a good case for mental impairment.
He's a much classier act than she. He's already said that although he no longer intends to pay her the cash he had offered, he has no hard feelings. He got quite a bit of publicity out of it and learned a valuable lesson - he plans to get signed permissions from all future clients.
If she had just gotten a tramp stamp like so many young women there would have been no fuss at all.
Peter
Still curious. Why 56 stars? Has anyone asked her?
Now, the Star-Faced Sneetches
Had faces with stars.
The Plain-Faced Sneetches
Had none upon thars.
Tattoo Guy is Sylvester McMonkey McBean.
He'd heard of her troubles; that she was unhappy.
But he could fix that; he's the fix-it-up chappie.
He came there to help her; He had what she'd need.
His prices are low, and he works with great speed,
and his work is one hundred per cent guaranteed.
“Just pay me your money and hop right aboard!”
So she clambered inside. Then the big machine roared.
And it klonked. And it bonked. And it jerked. And it berked.
And it bopped her about. But the thing really worked!
When the Plain-Faced Sneetch popped out, she had stars!
She actually did. 56 stars upon thars!
But the father of the Star-Face frowned,
this was the worst sort of tattoo he had yet found.
McBean's handy machine, working very precisely,
will remove all 56 stars from her face rather nicely.
Then, with snoot in the air, she can parade about.
She can open her mouth and proceed to shout,
"I now know who's who, and there isn't a doubt,
the best kind of Sneetches are Sneetches without."
Star scar face.
It's so reminiscent of "that inane carved B." Young woman accuses man of messing up her face, gets media attention, but soon embarrassingly confesses that she actually did it to herself voluntarily. What's the deal with that?
Good for her for confessing sooner rather than later. Fathers can propel events rather quickly and it takes guts to come clean. My dad had his appendix removed rather than confess to his mom that he was lying.
BTW, I rather like the tattoos, but not as a permanent facial feature.
BTW, I rather like the tattoos, but not as a permanent facial feature.
"Good for her for confessing sooner rather than later."
She confessed when it was obvious that everyone knew she was lying, so I give her no credit.
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