Well, I cant believe I'm even writing about this because It wasn't even that big of a deal, but I guess some people get nervous about his sort of stuff, so here it goes.
At A Glance Author Juliet Capp Contact Juliet Capp@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Geoff Studio Lark Street Tattoo Location Albany. New york So I've been wanting a tattoo for awhile, but haven't been able to get one because of disagreements with my mother, whom I love to death but can be quite overbearing at times, and also because I'm soon dropping out of school to be a fight attendant, and they don't allow any visible tattoos or body piercing. And to me, it seemed kind of stupid to throw away your dreams for something that would just look cool.
Well, Now comes the personal part I guess... I've only slept with only two guys in my life. One of them, the boy I lost my virginity too,I can honestly say I loved at the time. The second, Well, the second was a momentary loss of sef-respect and an act of desperation to be able to feel something like love again. So note to girls reading, if you wanna sleep with random guys, that's you're thing then. But it takes a certain kind of person to be able to do it, one that I don't have.
Sex is a really personal thing. So I decided it was high time to pay a little respect to myself and my own sexual abilities I guess. (god that sounds so corny but it's true, its really how I feel.)
I love crescent moons and black cats, a they were both things I'd been looking over as tattoos for myself. My friend laughingly told me that I should just find a way to get both in one tattoo.
So I did. My tattoo, which rests low on my abdomen, is of a cat sitting on a crescent moon, looking pensively as the stars. I've named the cat jake after the favorite old cat that lived at the Animal shelter I volunteer at. The only people who will ever see my tattoo is me, and the next person I'm going to be with. And hopefully he will be the only one.
As for my actual tattooing experience... Another piece of advice kids, don't settle for assholews who are going to tattoo you and be pissed off about it. The first place I went to was a place In my hometown of Huntington called Tattoo Lou's, and when I walked in, they took one look at me and gave me attitude. At first thinking they were annoyed because they assumed I was just one of those people "coming in just to look" (which would annoy me, too, I admit it) I started asking them questions about the pricing and things of that nature.
But then the girl I was talking to started to get really nasty. "Oh, you're just looking for something Mommy wont see, eh?" She said mockingly, glancing at her coworkers, who all laughed appreciatively. "Something small you wont regret later?" I think I just mumbled something and left. If anything bothers me, its completely unprecedented judgment of a person. I didn't have any tattoos... yet. But that doesn't mean I'm some naïve little girl. I put off my tattooing for some time, figuring when the time was right, it would just jump out at me.
Apparently, that time was today. My friend Desiree randomly messaged me asking if I would join her for a walk down to lark street so she could make an appointment for her second tattoo. Shrugging I put the rough design of what I'd wanted in my purse and followed her, thinking nothing would come of it. But once I got there, the people were so incredibly pleasant and sweet and I felt so comfortable, I didn't mind taking out my own design and asking the guy working, Geoff, to sketch something up for me. What he showed me was quite different then what I'd expected, but it was really perfect for what I had in mind. Smiling, I asked to get the tattoo done.
I didn't even think about the pain until I he laid me down on the table and told me NOT to worry about it. Before that all I'd been worrying about was weather or not my mom would care, or if maybe I could get it somewhere that would show or if that would get my in trouble later, ECT, ECT, you know. But it didn't really hurt at all. If anything, he kept having to hold my stomach down because it tickled, and when I laughed it would mess him up a bit.
Anyway, in conclusion I'm really happy with it. It's really beautiful I think, and I like the fact that it's something private for me. And, well, I suppose all of the BME community knows about it now, but you guys wont tell, now will you?