So as of yesterday which was the 10th February 2010, myself and
estel_willow have gone and gotten ourselves tattoooed.
It's her third one and my very first :)
I was expecting something horrific, I really was. Nearly turned tail and ran on the way to ABody, but I didn't! Turns out that it was nowhere near as bad as I thought it was going to be, just like a lot of cat scratches with the occasional warm fuzzy as masochistic as that sounds. You do get to a point where it starts to feel good, even if you're reminded a second later that you're cutting into skin and imprinting ink into it! I had a good tattoo artist by the name of Jay who was just the right amount of reassuring, talkative and quiet as I closed my eyes and just chilled as he tattooed my wrist.
I like it, I like it a lot, it's so pretty! And very me! And also it means something, which is all you can ever ask of ink.
I've finally joined the ink masses and I did it without crying, having to stop the artist from working and without freaking out when it was being done. Yay, good pain threshold! I did bleed a lot, which was kind of... gross.
Anyhoo without further ado here are the links to a couple pictures I've taken:
http://www.twitpic.com/12l2qyhttp://www.twitpic.com/12l2h4http://www.twitpic.com/12l27sSo yes there it is and I'm really glad I finally did it, was so afraid I'd be one of those people who just talk about getting tattooed and then never do.
I'm glad for my family and all its accepting ways because they were all "oh you're getting a tattoo? That's cool."
Wheeeeeee.
[Crossposted to my LiveJournal]