Dad is not amused...

I'm a big girl now, and can make my own decisions. I choose to get tattoos and stretch my ears.
As a photojournalist, I am in an industry that supports body art. However my dad doesn't. Especially when I (perhaps maliciously) pointed out that it is now possible to see the tattoos behind my ears, through them.
Adding to his disdain, my new glasses make me look like the spitting image of my mother.

My decisions do not impact on my work ethic, nor my skill. Some of my photos of Good Charlotte have been published, if you would like to have a look.