I expect I'll regret you, but the skin graft won't get you.
One of the women at my bookstore has a son, and that son is opening a tattoo parlor, and so of course she's trying to talk everyone into getting a tattoo, and is getting one herself. I think this shows an admirable maternal instinct, especially because to look at L, you would hardly think her the type to even consider getting a tattoo. She's in late middle age, sedate and quiet and bespectacled, with a thick Finnish accent and a half-finished comp lit masters degree under her belt. She looks the sort who might not actually disapprove of tattoos, but in whose worldview tattoos would not normally greatly figure.
Isn't motherhood wonderful?
Anyway, if I didn't already love her very dearly -- she really is one of my all-time favorite people; her quietness and occasional astringency and her scratch-the-surface bohemian spirit are exactly my style -- I would love her for this. The idea of L. sitting in a chair letting her son mark her up with an Art Nouveau peacock on her upper arm just thrills me, I can't help it. And in a fit of enchanted, ravished solidarity, I am actually considering getting my own.
It's not as though I haven't had a tattoo in mind for ages, after all, thought out carefully, all planned out years ago, and it's not as though it would be a big or expensive one. It's not as though I have anything at all against tattoos, for me or for anyone else. It's just that I have this horror of skin, anyone's skin, being punctured by anything, knives, needles, you name it. I don't think I'd call it an actual phobia -- after all, I don't freak out when I give blood -- I'd stick with horror. But not even daily shots for my cat or weekly shots for me ever cured it, and I'm not sure I can overcome it. I'm going to try, though, for my friend L. Wish me luck!
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This has got me curious, I should add. How many of you have tattoos, and what and where are they? How many would or will get one, and what and where would it be? How many don't want one? How many disapprove altogether?
Isn't motherhood wonderful?
Anyway, if I didn't already love her very dearly -- she really is one of my all-time favorite people; her quietness and occasional astringency and her scratch-the-surface bohemian spirit are exactly my style -- I would love her for this. The idea of L. sitting in a chair letting her son mark her up with an Art Nouveau peacock on her upper arm just thrills me, I can't help it. And in a fit of enchanted, ravished solidarity, I am actually considering getting my own.
It's not as though I haven't had a tattoo in mind for ages, after all, thought out carefully, all planned out years ago, and it's not as though it would be a big or expensive one. It's not as though I have anything at all against tattoos, for me or for anyone else. It's just that I have this horror of skin, anyone's skin, being punctured by anything, knives, needles, you name it. I don't think I'd call it an actual phobia -- after all, I don't freak out when I give blood -- I'd stick with horror. But not even daily shots for my cat or weekly shots for me ever cured it, and I'm not sure I can overcome it. I'm going to try, though, for my friend L. Wish me luck!
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This has got me curious, I should add. How many of you have tattoos, and what and where are they? How many would or will get one, and what and where would it be? How many don't want one? How many disapprove altogether?
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I can't think of anything I'd want permanently on my body.
I broke up with a boyfriend once over his getting a tattoo. (He got a chrysanthemum on his shoulder. It was kind of neat. But...he got something permanently on his body! It freaked me out! I was, um, 19 or so.)
PS did you get my email?
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You should get your eyebrow pierced! :O
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And, I seekritly covet a navel piercing. Except that my tummy is the one part of my body I hate (despite being skinny, I have a pot belly that will never go away), and I'm not good at piercings anyway, as despite having my ears pierced I never remember to put in earrings.
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I've been drinking, can you tell? [g]
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For myself, I can't envision committing myself to one image for the rest of my life. I also view it a bit as I do nude photos; I didn't do it while I was young and firm, so why would I want to do it now that I am old and flabby.
I'm just as glad my SO has no tattoos, though it would not be a dealbreaker if he did. I just find that so many people get carried away and keep getting more work and often it doesn't match and I think they just can't see themselves and realize what they are doing. One or two well-designed, well-placed tattoos can be very striking. Too many, or poorly executed tattoos, especially of overly cliched subjects, are a turn-off to me.
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But I do see what you mean -- and I absolutely agree that badly-done tattoos can be awful. The one I want, have wanted for many years, is both simple and subtle, and so I don't think there's all that much room to screw it up. Although truly, the possibility of a screw-up is one of the reasons I'm hesitating now.
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Now see, I'm pretty fascinated by those faded, stretched out tattoos. I mean, no, I suppose ideally one would would want one's tattoo to hold its original shape and color forever, but speaking as an observer, I always look at those tattoos and am reminded that that tattoo (and really everything about that aging person) is a story in progress, and it just makes me curious to know the story in a way that new tattoos don't as much.
Not much comfort to the person whose pinup girl looks as though she's melted a bit, I know! :D
Orange and green are unstable tattoo colors? I did not know this! What are stable ones? Black, I suppose. Red?
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The rise of full-color tattoos is fairly recent, after years of a more traditional black/red/dark blue/dark green spectrum. Apparently the lighter and more exotic colors fade more quickly and require periodic touch-ups.
Also, remember that tattoo ink can contain metals which stay in your body. Besides the potential for skin irritation, they can respond to the magnetic force of medical procedures such as MRIs. Obviously the dangers are fairly low or they would not be so popular, but it's something to think about.
As for the sagging, I guess the pin-up girl ages along with the wearer!
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And I sympathize with the concern about getting sick of the design. This is why I think that no one should ever be allowed to get a tattoo on impulse, or to commemmorate a rocky romance. (Wino forever, anyone?) But I figure if you've had the same design in mind for a while and haven't changed it, then you're as close to safe as you can be, where tattoos are concerned.
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my mother, now in her mid fourties, has seven tattoos. the last one was inked around ten years ago, but if you ask her, she'll tell you she never intends to stop.
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Thumbs up to your mom, Keri. I hope she does keep going! :D
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The design I want is the one on my icon. I want it for several different reasons, all of which make perfect sense to me but which are not necessarily apparent to the casual observer, which is mostly exactly how I prefer my Statements.
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And hahahaha to the be-unicorned asses of America! The idea of all those people who get their tattoos and then the next day or the next week or the next year stare at them in the mirror and moan, "what was I thinking?" I mean, i wonder what that percentage is, of all tattoo owners? Probably a pretty high one -- that's the nature of tattooing.
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:D:D:D:D:D
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Wouldn't it be great if they did one of each of the major HP characters?? I would buy one of each, I promise. And probably have them framed, I am that much of a dork.
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Okay, I am being nosy, I know. I'm sorry. But tattoo stories fascinate me, and I love to hear them. (But only if you feel like sharing, she adds belatedly.)
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There is a wonderful story behind it. I have suffered from depression since I hit puberty. I went through years of therapy and finally got to a point where suicide was a probability, not a possibility. A good friend intervened and drug me to the doctor. They put me on meds. Seven years later I was able to come off of them.
It also stands for the fact that I have come out of bankruptcy and made myself financially stable.
It also stands for getting through many horrible relationships, some abusive, and finding an amazing partner.
His stands for conquering alcoholism and drug addiction, surving parental and spousal abuse, finally maturing, beginning to believe in himself and finding his perfect partner.
We have truly risen from some very dirty ashes. It's a whole new world.
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I'm sure we're not the only two people ever to want this diagram, but I think the odds of two people on each other's flists having this idea are a little steeper!