Everyone and their mum has an opinion on tattoos, and at this point in my, as I like to call it, ‘tattoo career,’ I think I have heard a solid portion of these opinions.
I have had the stares and the questions; I have had the random people coming up to me thinking that I need Jesus; the ones that tell me I look like yakuza and can never go to Japan; I have had the; ‘you look ugly,’ ‘you’re a whore,’ ‘you don’t look feminine anymore.’ I’ve heard it, I get it. Thank you for the blessings, much love to you too.
This is the kind of stuff you learn to laugh off. People are bastards. But hey! That’s their problem and not mine.
Thankfully we are not here today to talk about bastards, well kind of, maybe at some points. You’ll see.
I’m here to talk about what I’ve learned about tattoos from getting tattoos.
However, proceed at your own risk; you know what they say about tattoos – NOT EVEN ONCE. You can’t even TALK about them or else you will be susceptible to their charismatic charm.
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