And I love them. They all mean something special to me.
The rose on my hip was my first tattoo. I got it when I turned eighteen. A desperate need to prove how adult I was. I wanted something soft, but sexy. Something beautiful, symbolizing growth. A few years later I added shamrocks around the rose to celebrate my Irish heritage.
When one of my friends decided to try his hand at becoming a self made tattoo artist, I eagerly offered my flesh as canvas and ended up with a Triquetra, a butterfly, barbed wire, two dragons, a "Chosen" tramp stamp, and four paw prints on my left foot. Each has personal meaning for me.
And while I have many more planned (or at least generally thought about), there's one that I've been wanting for a few years now. While I've disliked the idea of getting Matt's name put on me, I still wanted to get a tattoo that was somehow . . . him. That made me think of him and made me smile. Eventually the idea grew into something more than Matt and I loved the tattoo concept by itself for my own personal reasons.
And today I was finally able to cross "Get a Konami Code Tattoo" off my 30 Before 30 List.
|Easily my favorite tattoo!|
In addition to new ink on my skin, I put new dye in my hair.
After a year of being pretty in pink, I decided to get rebellious and go a little darker.
|Manic Panic - Purple Haze|
Down in Direct Light
|Pulled back in the Shade|
While pink made me feel pretty and peppy, purple makes me feel villainous and sexy and dark.
It's looking to be the Summer of Rebellion!