Does anyone remember what happened to me on August 13th ten years ago? No? That’s okay, it’s not something that would stick out in anyone’s mind but my own.
I was 17 years old and somewhat against my Mom’s wishes, my Dad took me downtown to get my first tattoo. As I was still under 18 years of age, I could not just go by myself to get it. I had been begging to get one for nearly 2 years. My Dad wanted to make sure that I was serious about my decision. To this day I still do not regret getting it. I treasure it and I love to show it off. It is nothing extravagant and it is something that will be meaningful to me my entire life. I have a modest maple leaf on my left shoulder. It symbolizes my Canadian pride and how much I love this beautiful country that I live in.
I am not a huge fan of needles. I mean, who really loves them anyway!? I can tolerate them as long as I don’t look. So in support, Peter came with me and held my attention while the deed was being done. I had refused to look the while time. I really didn’t want to see the needle going in and out of my arm. Plus all the blood would probably freak me out.
A year later I went back to the same tattoo parlour again with my Dad to get his first tattoo. We both have the same colours for our tattoo, but his features the logo VESPA to show his love for his scooters. His whole life revolves around Vespas and he owns about 10 (I think). He can build them up from the ground and he is the go-to repair guy in his scooter club. Anyway, it’s great that we were able to share our first tattoo memories together.
10 years later and I think my tattoo still looks great. I have no interest in getting it touched up because it is still vibrant and clear. One day I might have to get it touched up, but for now I am happy as a clam 🙂 I have no plans to get any more tattoos currently. I had thought about a tiny wrist tattoo, but I haven’t been able to decide on a definite design so that is on the back burner for the time being.
Do you have any tattoos and what’s the story behind them?
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