I remember when I first fell in love with tattoos. I was really little, I couldn’t even write my name, I’d been out with my family and I’d seen someone in the street covered in tattoos and was enthralled. When I got home I got out a biro and drew all over the torso of my Tiny Tears doll. She’s still that way now – covered in my illegible scrawl, reminding me what a statement a good tattoo can make to the world.
That said, I once got a very boring, off the shelf design permanently etched onto my skin which I instantaneously regretted. It has taken me a full 7 years to finally figure out the perfect amendment to make them right, but this is the year! I chose to remember a day I never believed would come: the day I first knew my of my husbands existence 🙂
I wanted them to look at first glance like a pattern similar in style to stained glass (it’s nice to have secret messages on your skin that make you smile) and the day I met Jon made me smile and has done ever since. Whenever I have a bad day or we have an argument I think back to 24.12.09, I remember how great it felt to know he was out there, and now I can have that memory with me all the time (sappy? yes, I know).