The story of my tattoo is fairly nerdy, but oh well. I had always been like, "When I lose all the weight I want, I'm going to get a tattoo and my belly button pierced." Then I went to see the Clarks, and the lead singer took his shirt off and showed his tattoo and I was drooling. I then decided I had to get a tattoo IMMEDIATELY (I mean, what if the lead singer and I hooked up and ran out of things to talk about? If I had a tattoo, we'd have SO much in common. Trust me, it made sense at the time, even though it's quite possibly the dorkiest thing I've ever said.
). My friend Claire was going to get her second one so I asked if I could tag along. I had a vague idea of what I wanted (some type of tribal thing in black on my lower back), but nothing was set in stone.
On to the next loser part of the story, I went to Claire's to find something for my 17 year old sister for her birthday. Lo and behold, in a display of temporary tattoos was a superfly one. So I got a pack of those to try it and see how it looked. It looked quite superfly, as I expected, but I threw away the back with the design on it. So I had to go BACK to Claire's to get more temporary tattoos since I'd tried looking for something along the same lines and couldn't find anything I liked.
So we go to get our tattoos but the place is booked solid. There I am in my little sorority letter shirt with my pack of temporary tattoos making an appointment for the next week. All the manly guys were cracking up, and I can't say I blame them. They probably figured I wasn't coming back. But I went back the next week and got it, so proved them wrong. And of course I had to get the only hot tattoo artist on the planet, so he got a nice view of my bright white rear end, but whatever.
What I ended up getting (which you can probably see at any Claire's location nationwide) was a black tribal heart in the center of my lower back (right on my spine, that hurt like a f$%^@#). On both sides of the heart, there's a butterfly. It's all symmetrical. It's pretty cool if you ask me, but I'm really glad I didn't get it anywhere on the front of my body. If I had to look at it every day, I'd be so sick of it.
It was really weird though - this guy I know was like, "OOOOHHHH do you know what your tattoo means?" Hello, I got it at Claire's, do you think I looked for something with a symbolic meaning? Anyway, he said, "You have kissing butterflies on there, that means you're a lesbian." First of all, they're not kissing since there is no butterfly-on-butterfly action going on anywhere on my body (if I'm not getting action, my tattoo sure isn't, thankyouverymuch
). Second, what the hell? Has anyone else heard this? Seems to me like it's the kind of thing similar to cartilage piercing when in high school, anyone who had one in their right ear was automatically gay. It seems pretty ridiculous to me to judge people on stuff like that, but maybe I'm missing something here.
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