Aimee Prins

Warning: Spending time with me may cause you to rethink your favorite color. 💚 And possibly everything else you thought you knew about what you wanted.

I’m fluent in sarcasm, sharp enough to cut glass, eyeliner that doubles as armor, and the complete back catalog of industrial bands that have probably made your neighbors file noise complaints. By day, I’m a tattoo artist turning skin into living, breathing art—helping people wear their stories, scars, and dreams in ways words could never capture. By night, I belong to the city’s underbelly, chasing music loud enough to rattle bones and drinks strong enough to turn strangers into confidants.

But here’s the part most people miss: the look doesn’t tell the whole story. The leather, the ink, the neon—all of it is real, but it’s only half the picture. There’s poetry tucked behind the chaos, vulnerability hidden beneath the boldness, and humor so dry it’ll catch you off guard when you least expect it. That duality is my favorite contradiction—because the truth is, I can be equal parts chaos and calm, sharp edges and soft heart. And honestly? Both versions look damn good in black lipstick. 😉

Why people remember me

I create things that last. Whether it’s a tattoo that becomes part of your story forever, or a moment so vivid it stays with you long after the night is over, I leave an impression. I can design an image that says everything you’ve never been able to put into words. I know the hole-in-the-wall venues where the music matters more than the cover charge, and the bartenders who pour their drinks like they’re mixing alchemy. I can turn an ordinary Tuesday into something unforgettable, and I promise our conversations will never be boring.

I collect vintage band merch with the same reverence other people give to fine art. Every shirt, every patch, every record is a piece of history—proof that passion outlasts trends. I know which dive bars drip with character, the ones where the walls hum with stories of decades past. And I’ve developed this uncanny ability to read people through the art they choose to put on their bodies. Tattoos are soul maps, and I’ve spent years learning to read them.

What I’m looking for

I want a partner-in-crime who isn’t just willing to walk into the dark with me but actually sees the beauty there. Someone with enough wit to volley mine right back without trying to blunt my edges. Someone who understands that the most electric connections aren’t polished or predictable—they’re wild, raw, and a little dangerous.

I’m not interested in surface-level charm or safe conversations. I want someone curious enough to peel back the layers, bold enough to dive in when things get intense, and real enough to know authenticity is more attractive than perfection will ever be. I don’t need someone to tame me—I need someone who finds joy in running wild alongside me.

Fair warning

I won’t sugarcoat it: I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. My lipstick might intimidate you, my playlists might be louder than you prefer, and my sense of humor might walk the line between wicked and inappropriate. I don’t bite—unless you’re into that kind of intensity. 😈 I’m not here to be palatable, predictable, or easily defined. I’m more like a shot of premium whiskey. Strong, unapologetic, and impossible to forget.

What you should know

For all my edge, I value honesty, loyalty, and passion above everything else. I want a connection that feels like art: raw, intentional, and impossible to replicate. A love that feels like discovering your new favorite band in a tiny, hidden venue. Something that burns bright, lingers long, and leaves you forever changed.

Your move

Think you’ve got what it takes? Skip the boring lines and send me something as bold as my makeup and as real as my ink. Tell me about the piece of art—whether it’s a song, a painting, or a tattoo—that moved you in ways you still can’t explain. Or confess the “mainstream” song you secretly love, the one you’d never admit to your friends, but I’d probably tease you about while secretly adding it to my playlist.

Because here’s the thing: I’m not looking for someone who wants safe, predictable, or ordinary. I’m looking for someone who sees the beauty in the chaos and wants to build something unforgettable in the middle of it. Let’s create something together that’s both beautiful and just a little bit dangerous. 🖤⚡