I got my first tattoo after i turned 30. i'd been thinking about it since i was 17, but it wasn't quite as acceptable back then and, at heart, i'm a good girl. Anyway by the time i'd reached the stately age of 30 i figured that i'd be able to make a sensible design choice (see what i mean - 'sensible' + 'tattoo'), which is how i ended up with a very nice, quite delicate band around my upper arm.*
then you have to get the next one, because it's addictive, so a couple of years later a gecko appeared on my lower back - i would like to say that my tattoo has been in place since 1998, way before everyone else got theirs and they became so common (in all senses of the word) they are now known as the 'tramp stamp'.
one of my christmas presents, from andrew, is a voucher for a new one - i've been building up to this for a while and am fairly certain now on the 'what and where', however this post is not really about tattoos.
in 2002 i had my nose pierced. it got infected a couple of times in the first year, but apart from that, never a problem. in the last 2 months i have lost both of my favourite studs - one down the plug in the shower and the other - who knows? thats the thing, they've just fallen out. which makes me wonder if the universe is telling me that at 42 it's time to give it up. i've always been aware that there would come a day when i would take it out (nose stud at 86? dont think so) i just hadn't thought much about when that would be.
i figure i've got a couple of days before the hole closes to decide what to do...
*= ( now - thanks to my declining close up vision and lack of skin tone it just looks blurry to me
6 months ago