My tats.

Very nice. Being a ink lover as well I always check out tat threads.
 
A better view of my chest tats. This was taken right after they were finished about a year ago.
 
naded said:
Very nice. Being a ink lover as well I always check out tat threads.

I feel stupid for asking, but what part of your body is that tattoo on?
 
LOL, no problem. Thats my neck looking down from above my head. It's actually alot more but kinda hard to snap a photo by myself and after drinking vodka at the club tonight.
 
Damn! I was hoping that was a typo.;) Honestly, nice looking tats for a nice looking young lady.
 
Broken*Star said:
Can you tell?

Probably a good thing my older girl can't see these, she loves stars as much as you, and would be pining for her own tats. Don't really mind her getting them, but we can't afford it right now, and the shops 'round here have an age limit of 18 (which she won't be till next winter).
 
For along time for me the addiction was the sound of the gun drilling away on my skin. But since I perfer bamboo now its just more of the art itself I am wearing that I love and crave.
 
Awesome tats....

But what bugged me as I looked at the pics was the song, "We're all made of/from stars" kept popping in!

BTW- Nice eyes! :D
 
<gasps>

I've said it before and I'll say it again- I'm a sucker for an inked lady.

Beautiful. Outstandingly vivid and colorful and gorgeous.








The tats are nice, too. ;)
 
Shrimps'n'Peas said:
What happens when you get a prof job?

what about wearing skirts, and strappy dresses to smart events?

how will you ever wear evening gowns?
It's not the bloody 1800's you know.

I go to formal functions all the time with Mr K where I have to dress to the 9's. In fact just on Fri night we had a fancy schmancy dinner cruise for his company's summer fete. Obviously no one can see the tat on my butt, but I have an anklet and one on my shoulder as well. It's not a big deal, so many women have them now. Actually at a lot of functions, I'll meet the wives of other board members and such who whisk me off to the ladies room to show me theirs!

It ain't no big thing. If you're going for a super professional suited-and-booted type job, you're going to be wearing a suit anyway, so it doesn't matter.
 
Her piercings do more for me than the tats (nice skin though), but to each his own.
 
Shrimps'n'Peas said:
Yes but you don;t matter because the important person is your husband, you're just the fucking accesory.

In my walk of life, I'm the important person, important by virtue of ME, and not my husband, so I need to look good.

Tats are fun, but what if you change your mind 5 years down the line? Its so expensive to remove them.

Plus theres a diff between classy ones and in-your-face ones.

My husband and I are equally important. It's called a marriage. We support eachother. I go to his professional affairs and be charming and witty and gracious, because it is important to him that I do so - he is not a person who feels very comfortable making sociable small talk, etc etc. I think if you were to ask him he would tell that most of the timeat these affairs he feels more like my satellite, than the other way around, and is quite happy with that. We are not 'accessories' of eachother, we are complements of one another.

I knew when I got my first tattoo that it was a permanent thing and because I wanted to be sure, I put the design up on my fridge where I would see it everyday. I knew if I got sick of seeing it after a while, it wouldn't be the right thing to do. So there is was for three years and finally I decided right, it's been three years and I still want it, so.

SnP, I know that you are actually in fact capable of not sniping back at me rudely on occasion, but I suppose this is probably not one of them. Cest la vie. Fire away.
 
It's a butterfly. Come to the get together next month, you can see it live and in person.

There is a story with that tat - I hadn't really planned to get it. I flew back to the US to visit my mom and on the way to the supermarket by her house, we would pass this tattoo place every day. One day she says, "I'll get one if you get one."

I already had two, so, not much of a challenge. But I could tell she really wanted one - she'd brought it up half-jokingly on earlier occasions - so I pretended to be really resistant and eventually give in. So, she got one (a different butterfly) on the back of her shoulder, and then I chose that one. I know it's a bit of a silly story, but it made my mom really happy and I think it made her feel closer to me in a way, that we shared this experience, however kind of mundane it seems to anyone else.

Anyway, I came back to England and then about two months later was when she was diagnosed with breast cancer, and things got real scary for a while. Especially a couple weeks after that, when she was diagnosed with concomitant thryoid cancer. If you had asked me a year ago if I thought I'd still have my mom alive today, I probably would have said no. But she's still here, and even though she still annoys the crap outa me sometimes, she signs off her emails to me with "I love you, my butterfly girl". Very sappy I know, but that's my mom.
 
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