At 25 I got my 2nd tattoo. I was in Florida visiting my mother and I remember besides seeing her, getting a tattoo was the only other thing I wanted to do while I was down there. I also remember my sister pitching a fit b/c it was something that she didn't want to do and it was taking up an hour of her time. But my mother happily drove me back to the place and I got a cross tattooed on my foot.
From that point on, I got a new tattoo almost every year there after.
After the tree, I took some time off. I think it was mostly due to the pain I sat through getting that beautiful piece of artwork done. It was the most (physically) painful thing I had ever endured. I knew though, that someday I would get another, just didn't know what or where. Until a couple months ago, I talked about something but didn't know what to do until I saw a quote that really resonated with me.
"She is clothed in strength and dignity and she laughs without fear of the future"
I knew that was what I wanted. And I booked the appointment. It was a big thing for me too since it would be the first tattoo I got in my new home. Last week I sat in Tattoo 13 in Soho waiting for the tattooist to call me in. About 40 minutes later I walked out with a smile on my face and this beautiful new piece of artwork on me.
I know some people have pretty strong opinions on tattoos. Things like "yeah but how is that going to look when you are 60?" or "you realize that is permanent right?" But honestly, its my body and I will choose to do what I want with it, when I want with it and will deal with what comes later in life. I'm aware that some people think its trashy and low class and they are entitled to think that, but did you know...
I just thought I would put this out there. Its a little bit about me that you might not know unless you know me personally. I'd like to think that people who like me now would still like me if I looked like this, as I don't think it would change my personality if my body was covered in art.
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