Thanks for your thoughtful comments about tattoos yesterday. I’ll now tell you that Ginny is the one considering the tattoo, and is also the anonymous commenter defending her choices yesterday in case you care to read her view on the whole thing. I think between your arguments and her own she’s talked us into the wrist location, mainly because she plans to get a very, very small tattoo there. So it won’t be screaming, LOOK AT MY TATTOO!
She has a number of Chinese characters for various things in mind and has not decided on one yet. She still hasn’t convinced me that her various choices are quite right, and I’m trying to encourage her to pick something that will have meaning to her for a long, long time. Because here’s my thinking: if you’re going to have a tattoo in a visible location, it will prompt people to ask about it. And if people are going to ask about it, then you need to have a good story about why it’s there. So far, Ginny doesn’t have the best story she could have.
But then, I’m a storyteller, whether I like it or not, and if something doesn’t have a good story it’s basically useless to me.
I don’t have issues with tattoos in general, but I do have issues with things that are tacky, and a lot of tattoos are tacky. I’ve seen some tattoos that are totally fine, and some that are very attractive, and I’ve seen some on a few guys that are astonishingly hot. For the record, these generally did not include barbed wire.
From high school until when I was about Ginny’s age, I spent a lot of time thinking about getting a tattoo. Ultimately, I never went through with it, for a few reasons. For one thing, I can barely decide what color to paint my toenails, and so marking something permanently on my skin is out of the question. I would hate it a week later. But the main reason is because I have no tolerance whatsoever for pain, and tattoos hurt.
Why in the hell am I going to pay someone actual cash money to inflict pain on me? Especially when I’m not going to be any tougher or cooler afterward?
I’d also like to express for the record that I’m not so much into the lower back tattoo, mainly because it’s the new bellybutton ring. And I also didn’t get my bellybutton pierced in college when all my friends did. Why? Because THAT SHIT HURTS. I saw all my friends with giant Karate Kid bandages around their midsections, complaining about how they couldn’t sleep for the pain and how they were bleeding all the time and I was like okay, no body piercing for me. Do I care if other people get their bellybuttons pierced? Nope, not really. But I also don’t think it’s a unique conversation piece or attention-getter anymore, because everyone has one. Likewise with the lower back tattoo.
Do you remember that there was a time when the lower back was like this unexpectedly sexy part of a woman’s body, and for some people, an innocent glimpse of that strip of skin would be a secret excitement? Yeah, someone found out about that and then we got low-rise jeans and lower back tattoos everywhere and now the lower back isn’t sexy anymore, because it’s not a secret.
Anyway. I’m totally ranting now and getting way off-topic. I don’t care if Ginny or anyone else wants to get a tattoo. I have had a belief, though, that might make me unexpectedly conservative, and that belief is that you shouldn’t do anything even remotely counterculture to your body if it could be seen in a job interview. Which is the main reason I argued against the wrist. I think I might be changing my mind a little, though, in light of overwhelming arguments that these things aren’t as big a deal as they used to be. We’ll see.