SASSMOUTH STUDIOS HAS PERMANENTLY CLOSED.
NO WORRIES THOUGH!
I'M ACCEPTING APPOINTMENTS FOR JANUARY 2021
AT:
MENDED ART DERMA SALON
(LOCATION WILL BE REVEALED SOON)
THE STORY OF SASSMOUTH
My Grandma Jones was a sweet, southern woman who lived in beautiful East Tennessee. She was one of my favorite people on earth. She always had such funny stories (especially about my Dad when he was a kid). Grandma had a CB radio she got a kick out of talking to truckers on it. Her license plate used to read GYPSY; that was her CB handle. Those truckers really wanted to get a glimpse at that sweet, southern, talking gypsy lady and it tickled my grandma pink to think; there she was just a little old lady talking on the other end. I loved listening to my Grandmother talk. She had the most perfect southern granny voice and her laugh was music to my ears. Sometimes, she would get mad hearing me back talking my Dad. She didn't like this. She would say "Don't sass your daddy" or "Oh! You have a Sassmouth!" It was kinda cute when she scolded me. It wasn't a trip to Grandma's if she didn't call me a Sassmouth at least once! Thus, Sassmouth Ink was born and has transformed into, Sassmouth Studios. So, this one's for you, Margret Elizabeth. I'll always love you and always have a Sassmouth.
