>I haven’t been sure till a few days ago whether I wanted to show you my new (first and only) tattoo on my blog. Probably I don’t want to relate tattoos as something fashionable or trendy, and I also think I don’t want to motivate it. Maybe that sounds pretty strange, but I think that the longing to get one should come from inside and not outside, so I didn’t want to be the outside influence.
Anyway, I still decided to show you, because the tattoo hás a fashionable theme and I guessed that some of you would be interested in it.
I’ll start my tattoo story from the beginning: I never really had the ambition to get myself a tattoo. I’m not the person who’s motto is: ‘you should have done everything in your life just once’, and I didn’t really like the idea of something so permanent, as I believe that you should always keep developing yourself, and there should be nothing bothering you with that.
However, I don’t exactly know when, but about one or two years ago I decided I wanted to get myself a sunflower when I was older. This flower, because it was my mom’s favourite, and she has passed away. But I wanted to be very sure, and I thought I would be only I was older, so it would be plan for in my thirties or so.
But on the last 24th of December -I’ll probably never forget the date- I saw a clothes-hanger tattooed in the neck of somebody of some blog. It is probably a popular combination, because I saw more examples later on. Anyway, when I saw that, I was like: thát’s what I want. In one second I was convinced, and at those moments I love that I know myself so well -when I truly want something I won’t regret it. Never.
So at the Christmas meal that evening I was proposing it to my dad, and he was like: that’s fine, but you will do it under your food (EDIT: foot). I was like: okay, I like that, and the plan was set. I asked my sister whether she wanted to make the design, because I’d love the idea she’d drawn the clothes-hanger, and she did.
After some meetings at the tattoo shop to discuss the whole plan -tattooing under your feet, isn’t like tattooing anywhere else, you need to take some things into account,- Saturday the 5th of February was the day. There’s more chance of fading and blow-outs, because the skin is of an other material. I actually know how the tat will look like the rest of my life in 2 years… so patience needed.
As long as there were no medical risks, other risks of failing weren’t really important to me. I loved the idea of carrying my passion with me, and symbol it on a place that is mostly only visible for me. I also love it my father decided the place, and the fact that my sister designed it. And I love the moment I got it, where my boyfriend was holding my hand and my friend was taking the pictures. That really closed the circle :).
So now a few practical things, because I know you are going to ask me whether it hurt. It didn’t, not to me at least. The guys of the shop told me it was réally going to hurt because the place is so sensitive, but it didn’t -well, most of the time. They tattooed under a food (EDIT: foot) for the first time so my experience was also better than they had expected. Pretty cool it was their first time (well, under a food (EDIT: food)) too, right?
Afterwards it did hurt, like my food was burning. It definitely made me feel handicapped for a few days, as I had to avoid walking. Anyway: so far so good, and I am very happy!
P.S. It was no coincidence I took my trainers out of the closet thís week ;).
