Welcome to week two of Talkin' Tattoos Tuesday! Last week I explained my goal in posting these every week and how you can submit your photo to be featured. Check out the post if you need to refresh your memory and then read below about my very first tattoo!
We had a family friend in the tattoo business. Had been doing it since I was young and has tattooed two of my sisters and my mother. When I was 14 I really wanted a tattoo and some how I talked my mom in to it. Her only condition was she had to approve of the design and I needed to think hard about what I wanted to get since it would last forever.
After thinking for about a week, maybe longer, the only thing I could come up with was a butterfly. I've always loved butterflies. They're such beautiful creatures and I'm memorized when I see one float by. I figured getting a butterfly would be a safe image because I wouldn't hate it 10 years down the road and it wasn't some popular image or "fad" at the time.
Dale always tattoos at our home because its more comfortable and we're basically family but for my tattoo I went to his apartment where all his stuff was and anxiously awaited this unknown feeling of a tattoo.
I don't think I was a very good "client" because I didn't know what colors I wanted, exactly where on my back to put it, how big to get it, or even a reference picture. I just knew I wanted a butterfly and that was it. He had some of the basic papers you'll see in shops of different butterflies and color patterns so I chose each and away we went! I remember him asking if I wanted to hide my back dimples since I wanted the tattoo so low and at the time I had no idea what he was referring to so I said not an issue but now that I'm older I wish the tattoo was a bit further up.
This tattoo ended up taking 3x as long as it should've because his machine was messing up but after it was all said and done I was pretty happy. If anyone has a "tramp stamp" you can relate to all the nerves and how it feels over and over when the needle digs in to them. There was one spot where my leg would twitch because the nerves and that made me nervous since you ideally should hold as still as possible.
The above picture is from 2006 when I had it redone due to my jeans always rubbing it while I was in school the previous time. Some of the color had come out and I wanted it to look fresh so I decided to have him do it again when I was 17. He was in a local shop and after about 45 minutes of terrible pain I was done.
Getting a tattoo redone is so much worse than the first time. Maybe its just the sensitive spot in my back, I don't know, but I could NOT wait to get out of that chair!!
So here we are 10 years later and do I still love my tattoo.... sometimes. Since its on my back I've never seen it up close unless its a photo. Seeing the above photo just points out the flaws that this tattoo has and the fact that certain things (like the purple shading) aren't even. My husband likes to joke that the eyes aren't even sizes either. I don't know if I'll ever have it redone because its such a terrible spot, and I really can't imagine having it tattooed a third time. It's hard to heal for me because of the placement and I'd rather just keep it how it is for now. No one really sees it because I don't wear half shirts of two piece bikinis so for now I'm happy.
Until next week....! :)