Ink

Soooooo, I decided to get another tattoo.

Big but awesome right?! I’m super happy with it.

Trust me, this was no spur of the moment decision. I’ve been thinking about this for a very, very long time. I also interviewed 7 tattoo artists at 7 different shops.

After much consideration and many conversations, I ended up going with Taka Tamada at Body Electric in Hollywood.

This guy is amazing. He specializes in Japanese body pieces so this was easy-peasy for him. When shopping around for an artist, I got a range of 3 to 9 hours to bang this bad boy out. Taka did it in under 2 hours. Way under 2 hours. Which, let me tell you, was good because I don’t think I could have taken much more!

Here I am, coooooool as a cucumber…

Don’t let my cool demeanor fool you – this did not feel good. It wasn’t crazy outrageous pain, but it was painful nonetheless. Definitely some pain.

Now, I know a lot of people aren’t a fan of women with tattoos for a number of reasons, which is fine. But what gets me are the stereotypes that people are still hanging on to. Silliness. According to the internet …

• I’m a whore
  
• I have poor decision making skills
  
• I’m a biker chick
  
• I’m a lesbian
  
• I have more sex than most women
  
• I’m not to be trusted
  
• I would make a bad parent
  
• I’m a gangbanger
  
• I’m uneducated
  
• I’m an attention whore
  
• I have daddy issues
  
• I’m dirty and have STDs
  
• I wear wifebeaters without a bra
  

Let me just clear the air > I’m none of those things. I’m still the same awesome chick I was before I got this tattoo.

Stupid Internet. Stop trying to tell me who I am! You’re not the boss of me!!!

And let’s be honest. I’m 37 years old and chesty. Who would benefit from me running around with no bra on? NO ONE. NOOOOOOOO ONE.