This was not my first tattoo. For a picture of what sits on my upper back close to my shoulder check out this post from 2011. As I left Two Birds Tattoo that summer, Tara warned me that tattoos were addicting and she was sure this was just the beginning. She was right.
Some people are shocked to discover that a nice 40-something lady like me has tattoos. I understand. When I was a teenager (around 16 or so) the only person I knew with a tattoo was my boyfriend who was in the army and posted at Fort Lewis.
Fast forward to 2013 and take a stroll through neighborhoods like Fremont, Capital Hill, Wallingford and you'll see people of all ages (and of either sex) with some gorgeous body art. And not just tattoos but piercings and hair in every conceivable shade.
Why? I dare not speculate too much but it might have something to do with Seattle being a pretty laid back place. The Elder Frenchling dyed her hair green recently and not one eyebrow lifted when she walked into work.
When some people think of tattoos, they think military or bikers or perhaps someone with a little prison time - a tattoo being something men do when they get drunk or on a dare or just before they ship out. Phooey. Why should the guys have all the fun (and all that sweet pain)? Yep, we women have decided to crash the party.
I was stone cold sober for my first tattoo and my second. I thought a lot about design (it is permanent after all) before I made my decision. Sylvia Plath once wrote, "wear your heart on your skin in this life." And what do I love to do? Garden. So my first tattoo was bluebells and my second - done by Ashley at Super Genius Tattoo this afternoon - looks like this:
Really beautiful work. The flowers are exquisite, the shading on the leaves and the colors are stunning. Ashley is a gifted artist and I cannot recommend her highly enough. The shop is up on Capitol Hill on Pike Street.
Is a tattoo for you? Maybe, maybe not.
But consider this: It would give those of you traveling to my fair city something to do that's far more interesting than going up the Space Needle.
Bon weekend, everyone.