Pamela Anderson actually stated it pretty succinctly: “Tattoos are like stories – they’re symbolic of the important moments in our life. Sitting down, talking about where you got each tattoo and what it symbolizes, is really beautiful.” I love body art. How could I not? I was raised in a family who allowed me to express myself any way I wanted (as long as I never hurt myself, of course). I love that my parents (and now, my husband) allow me to be who I am without making me feel bad. Honestly, it shouldn’t even matter what other people think.
I’ve always associated tattoos with strength and beauty. My mom is a great example. She has almost an entire back piece of roses that end with a dainty wrap around her hip, and they help cover the scars from numerous biopsies for skin cancer (wear sunscreen, people!). I think she’s beautiful no matter what, but the artwork on her skin is gorgeous. There is a certain thrill that comes with getting inked–laying at the mercy of someone else’s hands submersed in that bittersweet sting of the needle. You only live once, and I’m honored to carry the artwork of some extremely talented tattoo artists.
I received my first tattoo when I was 16, and my second tattoo (which you can see to the left <—) was inked just a couple months ago at age 25. I’m planning on one last addition on my upper-side thigh. I have such fond memories of my artwork. My mom accompanied me for both tattoo trips, and I smile every time I remember them. I’m in love with both pieces, and they remind me of my youth while I fondly look to the future.
I can’t help but enjoy the rebellion inherent in tattoos, too. They’re painful, no doubt, but they are an incredible part of my life, and I wouldn’t trade the experiences for anything. Sometimes, I’ll hear the remarks, “well, what’s going to happen to all of it when you get older?” It’s a fact of life that we are all going to get wrinkly, sagging in all the wrong places. Our youth and joyful skin elasticity will be a thing of the past. I don’t know about you, but I’m going to embrace old age. I saw a meme on a friend of mine’s Facebook wall with the perfect answer to that age-old question: “tell me more about how beautiful you’ll be in 60 years.” I think it’s obvious that we’ll all have age spots at some point, gray hair and too many wrinkles. I also prefer to take life by the horns and be a little bit more interesting.
I do have to be careful with where I place my body art, though. I’m getting ready to graduate into the legal world, and tattoos are still very much taboo in the professional world. Maybe, one day, that will change, but for now I’ve placed all my artwork completely out of view in business casual and in a full-on suit. I know several trial attorneys who have strategically placed their tattoos out of sight under suits, including one who has a half-sleeve. I just have to say that half-sleeve and full sleeve tattoos are quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen–on the right person, of course. A good example of that would be hunky David Beckham–Rawr.
My body is my journal, and my tattoos are my story.