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My Body Art
Each of my tattoos has a story. The first one I got while out with this Chic (this is what I'm going to call her in this story) I liked. She and I had been friends for several years since the beginning of Middle School. One night as adults, we decided to go out about town together. I don't remember anything else we did except the tattoo place in Downtown Orlando.
By Theresa Rios5 years ago in Blush
The Day everything changed
Hi my name is August Sonson , this tattoo on my waist means a lot to me , I got this tattoo 2 years ago in October of 2018 it says “Never forget Oct 2018”. 2 years ago in October I went through some troubling times , my grandfather was having an intense battle with cancer and I would pop in and go see him from time to time , if feed him , cut his hair , watch television with him and just talk , i kept doing that for almost a year until 1 day my sister woke me up at 7am out of my sleep to tell me that my grandfather passed away During the night I broke down , it hit me way harder than I thought it would have I was just stuck in a state of disbelief & even to this day I still haven’t come to terms with the fact that he is actually gone. After I got the news I found out my mother had already finished planning his funeral ahead of time because my grandfather told her to do so , now the day of his funeral has arrived and my mood is just terrible of course it’s a funeral after all , I didn’t even wanna be there but he wanted all of his grandchildren in attendance so I had bo choice I had to hold in my tears until I was alone or with my girlfriend she was that person that I would always lean on and I always did the same for her during troubling or stressful times , she helped me with so much for 6 years straight.
By august sonson5 years ago in Blush
My one and only tiger who has got my back
Have you ever thought about getting a tattoo? Do you have an experience you want to cherish or have a symbol to say who you are?
By Coco Pang Pang6 years ago in Blush
Rib tats HURT
flash back to 2016, I’m a 19 year old hair school graduate, from Slave Lake, Alberta, Canada. Ready to take on the beauty industry. I hade been planning my first tattoo for a couple years now and thought, what better occasion then graduating trade school? since I was 15 I had wanted a sun tattooed on my shoulder, similar to my mothers but with a few personal touches of course. But I had since come up with another idea that prospered. I ended up getting two roses over my ribs, down to my hip bone. One rose larger and one smaller, the larger rose symbolizes, the closing chapter of my high school and hair school/ learning period of my life. And the top rose, the smaller rose symbolizes the parts of my life to come. And so I enquired about a consultation with an artist at a near by, Edmonton tattoo parler And booked an appointment, over email and text and an inperson consultation the artist and I came up with a design. Fast forward to my Appointment. The artist spends two and a half hours on about 4 inch long stem and a rough outline of one of the roses. Not knowing much about the process, I was exited and exhausted from the adrenaline of sitting in pain for almost three hours. I show a few of my friends and they start to arise some suspicion. And I start to think to myself, this is permanent, is this really what I want on my body. Still deciding to trust the process I book a second appointment. fast forward to appointment day, I show up and the guy who had started my tattoo had got into a fight with the boss and quit. And so... the search to find him lasted all of three days before I finally caught wind that he was a drunk, Perfect! I then Sought out someone els from that shop to try and finishe the work he started. They even decided to give me two and a half hours free for my troubles. And so my new artist re designed my roses, and we planned to do a cover up. So I booked in again to have the cover up done. A few monthes go by and it’s time for my appointment. This time I’m living at home, in slave lake, I make the 2 and a half hour commute to have the tattoo done and all goes well! We discuss a second appointment for shading and what not. And I decide to wait to book again. About 8 monthes go by and I finally can’t stand having this unfinished tattoo on my body so I phone the shop to book and what do you know the artist has moved shops and I cannot find her. Feeling discouraged and screwed over, I forget the idea of finishing my tattoo all together. And decided to carry on my life with two different designed, one over top of the other, unfinished, confusion on my side body forever. I went a year fighting the thought of never getting a tattoo again, finally a friend of my mother’s got a really nice piece done on her leg, I hummed and hawed and finally gave in and asked, who she had do it. I inquired to the shop in witch my mother’s friend had visited and started a consultation over email. Sending photos of what I had and what I wanted. this consultation was the most thorough I had experience yet, this made my much more relaxed and re ignited my excitement. I booked in and To see a new artist at a new shop and was not disappoint, he did he’s best to make something out of the mess of line work I had going on. and with the finished product, pictured above I was so suprised and so relieved, the old line work is barely noticeable and I do not have a single complaint! And I am so greatful!
By Jo246 years ago in Blush
Clapbacks And Tattoos
I’ve always wanted to have tattoos; I’ve always looked at people with tattoos and thought the idea of having your body covered in art was so cool. But part of me has always felt like I shouldn’t get them because of my career as a classical singer. It’s like being involved in classical music has taught me, in a way, to be afraid to get them.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash6 years ago in Blush
Dal Segno
The curtain was drawn back. The red velvet protector no longer a permeable membrane between me and the reality of performance. My fears settled in and replaced the blindfold that kept me hidden from the viewer’s glares. The listener’s ears.
By Gabrielle Erwin 6 years ago in Blush
Tattoo's...
The first time I thought about getting a tattoo I was 17 years old and I had convinced myself that it was necessary for me to find the PERFECT tattoo. I need to find one that would be so unique and different but that would also be a complete expression of who I was as a person and of my creativity. That is a lot to ask from a tattoo. I searched online, in magazines, in books, anywhere that had an image that could possibly be utilized as inspiration I was looking at. I searched and searched and after a few months I had given up hope of finding "the one".
By Michelle Moore6 years ago in Blush
A Waltz of Pleasure and Pain
It's a funny thing is it not; the way that pleasure and pain walk hand in hand? Ever swaying along an invisible line? How easily one crosses into the other and back again as if engaged in a type of waltz? I believe it is that dance that enchants many to the idea of a tattoo. Or, if that is not the case the first time; then it is that which brings us back time and time again. It is the craving of that tiptoe across a boundary that creates addiction. It creates that need for some ounce of pain that is within our control. The euphoria in the moments where the biological imperative asserts itself and turns that which was meant to harm us into that which fuels us forward.
By Mecca Miles6 years ago in Blush
The Rose
"I just think they're tacky". If you know someone, or you are someone with a tattoo, you'll invariably know this common retort to body art. It is usually from someone who is either a bit on the conservative side or is perhaps fearfully longing to express their identity in such a way. We've heard it all before. "But what about when you're old, have you considered how your skin will look?!". Notwithstanding the laser removal treatments now available, those years are going to pass anyway, so why not take the opportunity to uniquely express your identity on your skin?
By Archibald Jacobs6 years ago in Blush
I hate my tattoo.
A cheerleading company called NCA hosts an annual, national collegiate cheer competition in Daytona Beach. Yes, there is a company whose only business is cheerleading. But that’s not what this story is about.
By Shannon Popov6 years ago in Blush
Into the Wilderness
To fully understand the reasoning behind the script so eloquently penned on my skin, my living canvas, one must enter the uncharted realm of my mind. “À la folie...” Translated from French it reads; “to insanity. Why, would I want such a phrase permanently inked on my body? Well, one would have to take a look at the perpetuated lie that I lived under from the age of twelve to the very recent present.
By Jamie Bozyk6 years ago in Blush
The Tattoos I've Always Wanted
I am not cool enough to have a tattoo. Well, to clarify, I am not cool enough to already have a tattoo. I’m cool enough to want tattoos, but not cool enough to have gotten them the day I turned 18. Or 30.
By Andrew Sotomayor6 years ago in Blush