My pleasure! I will share that recently in Truro (Truro of all places! Well, it sounds posh and seemed rather nice) I spotted one of those totally tattooed faces, coupled with serpents eyes. What a mess, he or she (because not quite sure) just looked liked they’d been self harming. What on earth...
I’ve got self esteem so no need to be covered in look at me drawings. Plus I can remember the names of pets, family and/or events in my life. Besides, one has a ubiquitous tool for such matters called a diary.
It’s a no from me :)