tattoos [and piercings], need i say more?
just as a warning, this will probably be long and dauntingly boring. now that that’s over, here’s the stories:
now, i don’t have many tattoos (or piercings for that matter). I absolutely ADORE the ones i have though, and can’t wait to get more. people always talked about tattoos as an addiction. they get the ‘itch’. i always thought they were insane, and should be locked up for wanting to be poked by a needle a thousand times over.
THEN, a friend of mine had the most amazing work done. i knew right then (4 years ago) that i had to have a tattoo, and i HAD to have that artist. I never knew what i wanted. there’s always the fallback of the lower back tattoo, right? now, don’t get me wrong, i have seen some GORGEOUS lower back work, but most “kids” my age get it done and it looks cheap. so – what to do?
After a little while I had my son. [Most amazing day of my life, and the ONLY day i've ever cried because i was so happy. BUT that's another story]. Now, I knew what I wanted tattooed. Something about my son, something that would remind me of him all the time, and something that i KNEW i would never regret. Two and a half years down the road, I settled on the handprint. Of course, I googled it, just like everything else. NOTHING came up. I was elated. I can’t stand having the same thing as someone else, or to be seen as copycatting another person’s ideas. I called the artist immediately and asked him what he needed – just my son’s handprint inked to a piece of posterboard. Easy enough. I decided to have it placed on the back of my left shoulder (scapula, for those who love proper medical terminology). I picked this spot for several reasons
- after seeing how i stretch from being preggo, and what the skin looks like – i would NEVER get a tattoo on a “stretchy” spot, until after i KNOW i’m done having babies.
- i wanted people to be able to see it, but still have it hidden while at work
- [the most important reason] it’s where he always placed his hand on me, while i held/carried him [insert ooh-ing and aah-ing]
So, it’s all decided and I just needed to brace myself for the pain. Truth be known, there was no pain. It really didn’t hurt at all. I thought to myself at the moment “this is going to be bad. no pain. beautiful artwork. relaxation. spending time with a good friend. yeah, this is not good.” Once he showed it to me in the mirror, I couldn’t believe how remarkable it looked. There are even ink swirls, from his handprint, palm lines, and shading from where his hand hit the paper. The only thing left, was to show the REAL judge – my son. You know what he said first? “MOMMY!!! A CLUE! A CLUE! YOU HAVE A HANDPRINT CLUE ON YOUR BACK!” For those of you with children, I’m sure you’ll understand that he was referencing the tv show Blues Clues, where the kids all yell out “A CLUE! A CLUE!” everytime they seen one of Blue’s pawprints on something. So great – I’m a clue. I always wanted to know what that felt like. .:cough:.sarcasm.:cough:. He loves it, to the point where I’ve ended up bearing more than just my shoulder, when he decides to show people at the grocery store, church, work, preschool, etc. He’s very proud of it, which makes me happy. I get compliments on it all the time, for how different it is. It’s nice to have my first tattoo mean so much to me.
NOW the next “body mod” if you will, that I had done was my monroe piercing. I’ve had discussions about this [and tattoos] here, with Moonbeam McQueen . This is my FAVORITE piercing. Unfortunately for me, it didn’t work out. Again, no pain, but my second job would allow it. SO i tried disguising it with a retainer – GENIUS! Not really. I left the retainer in, without checking it for two days. I went to take it out and replace it with the stud, while returning to my office job for the week, and lo-and-behold the inside of my lip grew over the retainer’s post! i’m so fucking serious, why would i make that up? So, i sat in the bathroom, almost crying and ready to pass out, scratching my skin over the post, trying to recreate a hole for the back of the post to slip though so I could take it out. My lip swelled up pretty
bad on the inside. I didn’t put the regular jewelry back in. This sucked, but it was my own negligence that led to this I’ll know better for next time.
My first tattoo was July 27, 2007. Come October and November I was ready for more. In October, I got a nautilus shell on the top of my foot. The reason for the nautilus, is explained here, in one of my earlier posts. It’s still not finished, once it’s done it will be fully shaded in with reds, oranges and yellows. It’s gonna be gorgeous. The stars will stay empty. I chose the
top of my foot for this because again, it’s not going to stretch and also because it’s still a pretty unique spot. Most people won’t get the top of their foot tattooed due to all the pain. Lucky for me, my foot numbed up with the first prick of the needle and i didn’t really feel a thing. Call me crazy, but there were a few times where the needle would pass over a nerve or bone and I would actually let out a giggle. Anyway… this tattoo is also meaningful, which brings me to tattoo #3 – a piece of art, with no sentiments attached.
About three weeks later my friend (the tattoo artist) called me back in to the shop. He had a WONDERFUL idea for a new tattoo. He told me, “You’re totally going to love this. It’s gonna look SOOoOO hot when it’s done. What do you think about fish and anemone?” I was kinda shocked at first, but then i decided that he knows me pretty well and therefore I’d trust his choice. So this last tattoo (also not finished yet) is a beautiful work of art in the process. He did a lovely outline that i can NOT wait to have colored in. He’s been busy lately and i’m just waiting patiently to get them finished. This tattoo is placed on the frot of my leg, RIGHT above where my foot bends and goes around the side, to just over my ankle. It looks SUPER cute with a pair of skater shoes and ankle/no-show socks. I’m glad i trusted him on this one, it’s really working out and again, i get LOTS of compliments. My son always tries to “find Nemo” on my leg, which can get frustrating when i’m at church or wearing a skirt.
Now I wanted piercings. AAAhahahahaha. Yes, like a madwoman, I called up a friend of mine and asked if she wanted to go with me – this time i was getting two! As you might have guessed, I got the monroe again, except this time it hurt like HELL . I think it was because it went through the scar tissue left from the first one. After the receiving tube is stuck through my lip – i hear “OH SHIT”. That’s never good. Ends up that as he went to get the gem for the jewelry, which he dropped, the post slipped into my mouth. This guy then proceeded to try and find the hole with the post. He just goes poking away at the inside of my lip, meanwhile I have blood droplets forming from the hole on the outside of my lip. Before I could tell him to stop, he quickly grabbed the thongs, pinched my lip again and shoved the needle and receiving tube through my lip again, only this time, RIGHT below the last hole. And dear god, I though the first one hurt, this one made my eyes tear. like, rolling down my cheek tears. I wasn’t verbally crying or making noise, i just couldn’t control the flood coming down my right cheek. After that situation was all taken care of, he asked if I still wanted my second piercing. HELL YES i did!!! SO, after a brief walk outside in the cold air, I took my rightful seat back in the torture chair. Now I don’t have my monroe anymore. What happened, you ask!!!? Well, four days after getting this done my son was being a typical three-year old and not listening and dunking various foods from the dinner table, in everyone’s glasses of water, and not listening when i asked him to stop. i opened my mouth to be louder, and since the piercing was lower than it should be, the flat nail-head part of the post got caught on my tooth and when i kept opening my mouth and – you guessed it – I pulled the jewelry in through my lip and swallowed it. Yes, gem and all still attached – ZOOP – right through my lip. again, that hurt – hurt like a …. i don’t know. it hurt real bad, though. I am not giving up on it though. One more time for me, and I’m visiting a different piercer.
The next piercing would be my rook. This went through quite well, and without a hitch. The only bizarre part about it is this: since it’s pierced in cartilage, there’s this hideous *CRACK* or *POP* when the needle goes through. *POP* when it enters.. then this weird feeling as it passed through tissue in the middle and then *POP* again as it exited. It didn’t hurt one bit, and it looks fabulous! Most people that have a rook piercing get it done with a CBR (captive bead ring)… one of those circular hoops with the bead in the middle. I chose to have a curved barbell put in place. As my piercings do, it healed quickly and without infection.
Sadly that brings me to the end of my piercing and tattoo stories as of today. Thanks for bearing with me, but I’ve had people ask about my experiences and here ya have it. Not too exciting, for the most part – but they’re here!
Have a great weekend. Peace.
ps. YES, the piercing and tattoo photos are my piercings and tattoos – no canned images here. You people are special – you get the real deal. hehe. =)