I like to tell white lies when I am out. When someone asks me what I do for a living, I sometimes tell them that I name the nail polish colors for OPI. Someone has to have that job, right?
And sometimes I tell them that I have a tattoo much like this one:
I tell them (only if I am wearing pants) that I have a tattoo of a cougar crawling up my thigh and that where its claws are digging into my leg there are drops of blood tattooed there as well. Because I am a badass. It's fun to see how long I can keep it going. Chew on that for the weekend and try it if you dare!