I recently became aware of Raven's blog and personally find her hysterical. She's just the type of cool, bad ass, I don't give a f*ck Mom that I hope I will be some day. Between her, Kristen, and Shannon, I think I'm going to be just fine. This girls may think that I just enjoy their witty posts, but I'm really trying to soak up all the good Mama mojo before I pop out any of my own hellions.
Anyway, when Raven started talking about tattoos, I knew it was life at first sight. True story. And when she said she wanted to do a link up about them, I damn near peed my pants from excitement.
I realize that I haven't talked much about my tattoos on here. To be honest, I have had most of them for so long that I honestly forget about it. True story: Half drunk on New Years, I went to go to the bathroom at J$'s house, and there is a mirror right in front of the toilet. When I stood up I saw my hip tattoo in the mirror and was a little surprised. I had honestly forgotten that it was there. It was like seeing it for the first time! Haha.
Soo... here's the dirt. I have always thought that tattoos should mean something. I was never one to just pick something and slap it on my body. I look at them as a physical scrapbook in my life. Everything means something, represents something.
This was my first tattoo. I got it when I was 17. It is on the bottom of my back. Typical girl tattoo, but I swear I got it long before I ever heard of a tramp stamp. My mom and I went together and she got one too! She's pretty badass like that. It took around 2 hours to do and I remember I was terrified that it was going to be too much pain. BUT... it wasn't too bad. The worst part was the
love handles meaty parts on the sides. The moon is made up of a Celtic knot. I'm uber Irish, so the meaning is pretty simple to grasp.
Amy Brown was/is one of my favorite artists. Check her out here. I just always lover her style. So, naturally, I HAD to have one of her pieces inked on me for life. This is the one on my left hip. It hurt like a mother effer. The plan was to get a matching one on the right but in different colors. Never happened. Eh maybe some day.
A dragonfly on my right ankle. I have always love dragonflies. They are the one "bug" that doesn't make me squirm (well that and ladybugs). It's funny because they always seem to land on me when they are flying around. Call me strange, but there was always a connection. They also symbolize change. And I got this tattoo at a time in my life when I decided that it was time to change. I was self-destructive and in a really dark place. This tattoo brought a little color and light into my world.