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Asking Seventy Arniotis to name her favorite piece of ink is like asking a mother to name her favorite child: impossible. And while Seventy doesn’t have any children, she does have a mother’s love for her tattoos. “They are a timeline of my life,” she says. “They’re dedicated to the people and feelings that have shaped me.” The timeline represents everything from the death of her father to her love of baking—and she isn’t even finished yet. “I plan to be pretty covered,” she says.
Seventy’s friends and family are supporters of her tattoos, but not everyone she encounters feels the same. “Strangers are always more than happy to give me their opinions,” she says. “You wouldn’t walk up to a complete stranger and tell her how you feel about her boob job, would you? ... Well, maybe you would, but that would be a dick move.” Seventy’s biggest peeve is with people who stereotype those within the tattoo community. “There seems to be a lack of heavily tattooed role models, if any at all,” she says. Did you have someone in mind, Seventy? “I plan to be the next big thing, but my ultimate goal is to take over the world,” she laughs.
When Seventy isn’t devising a plan for world domination she’s collecting taxidermy, appreciating the lives of those gone by with her collection of memento mori, and baking nontraditionally flavored cupcakes like maple bacon and pear blue cheese (hopefully not all in the same cup). “I’ve got cupcakes tattooed in my armpits, for God’s sake!” Sweet.
Aside from her insane addiction to comic books and “general geekery,” as she likes to call it, she spends her free time dancing and sweating the night away on her Xbox Kinect. “It’s like crack!” she says. “It’s interactive and I get to work out! Do I sound like an Xbox commercial right now? They should be paying me.” Geeky never looked so good. —Brittany Ineson