I sure do have tattoos! And I used to have piercings. Here you go…..
I am going to skip over the ear piercing part and go straight for the face. I pierced my nose in Fall of 1995. I had to re-pierce it a few times because it got pulled out during a rugby game and it closed when I left it out for a weekend. Third time is the charm I guess. I still have a hole for a nose ring but don’t wear one. Also in college, the spring of 1997 to be exact, I got my eyebrow pierced in Daytona on spring break. I never wanted my eyebrow pierced and thought it looked weird. So there I was, broke and having a blast in Daytona with my friends from college who I was only planning on getting a ride home with. They were all, we are going to Daytona, wanna go. I thought, well I do have a suitcase of dirty sweaters and no money, sure I will go. I used my Discover card (I still cannot believe that I got a credit card) to get gas and the girls would give me cash. So, there we are, walking around the stores and stuff and we go by a piercing place/tattoo shop. This is a pretty stupid idea so I should get the stupidest kind of piercing I can think of, my eye brow. Makes perfect sense to me. Long story short, when I went home for the summer my Dad was nice enough to cut it out with wire cutters.
I have a sunflower on my lower back. It is the first tattoo I had done. I went in thinking I wasted a lizard on my foot and came out with a big sunflower on my back. I always loved sunflowers growing up and they happen to be the flower of my college sorority.
My ankle has a snowflake tattoo. My friend was living in Philadelphia with her husband and I went to visit for my birthday weekend. She and I had always talked about getting tattoos. She got stuck babysitting and her husband and I went to get my tattoo. I picked Na Ka Oi Tiki Tattoo because all the main artists were women. I like to see women get ahead in male-dominated fields. The person I first talked to when I went in was an apprentice. I told her I wanted a snowflake and she excitedly showed me all the snowflake brands she had on her thigh. This woman had to do my tattoo. It is probably the most painful tattoo I have as well as the smallest. I really like the story and that is just as important to me as the actual tattoo.
Third tattoo happened at a shop down the road from my house in Glenmont, appropriately named “Impulse Tattoo”. I stopped into the shop one day after work in February 2011, hoping to act on an impulse, and get my tattoo that day, but I had to make an appointment and wait until the next day. I figure this is going to be on my body for the rest of my life, so only waiting 24 hours is still pretty impulsive. I got a triskelion on my right wrist. It is an ancient symbol used in several different cultures, including Celtic. A triskelion is a conjoined triple spiral. It looks like a pyramid of 3 spirals. The symbol has to do with anything involving a trinity. For example, earth, wind and fire, or past present and future. It can also symbolize eternity. Its a nice lil’ doodle. I like it very much, even if it is hard to explain sometimes.
My Aunt Karen gave my Grandparents a big beautiful picture of 2 orange poppies when they moved into their then new house in the 50’s. The painting is stunning. It has a turquoise green background with some color splatter. The picture instantly reminds me of my Grandparents and now it is on my leg. I went to Body Stain in October of 2013 with a picture of the picture. I asked the artist to do his best at capturing the feel of the picture. He did one better and it looks like a miniature of the picture. It is bright and colorful and still has a retro feel. My partner, Chris, got a tattoo while I was getting one. He had one tattoo on his shoulder from his time in the Navy. He got a beautiful tribal phoenix on his forearm.
Last one, I got an anchor with pastel flowers on my thigh at Identity tattoo in June of 2015. The anchor means a lot to me. To me it symbolizes that I found a place in my life that I would “drop anchor”. It means to me that I am grounded and happy with who and where I am. Oh, and my partner was in the Navy. I thought I was being all cute and sneaky in tieing my tattoo to my partner. Some of the first questions I had after I posted a picture of my tattoo is “Who was in the Navy?”. Maybe I wasn’t being that subtle. That’s fine, I still love it. The artist who did the tattoo is a friend of partner’s daughter’s partner. Even though I have some light scaring from my gentle ginger skin being rubbed a little too much, I love that the artist himself also ties the tattoo to my partner. My partner also got some work done while I was getting my anchor done. He is a die-hard Ohio State Football fan. He got a block O on his calf. The “O” is colored with old looking red-bricks. The bar we hung out at was called the Red Brick.