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Sunday, July 29, 2007

My Wings

For years now I've wanted a second tattoo. When I was 18 I got my first on my lower back and, although I don't regret it, I wish I had spent a bit more time thinking about what I really wanted a tattoo of instead of saying: Oh, a flower is pretty. Give me that. Granted I was 18 and didn't spend much time thinking. At all.

Last night I got a butterfly tattooed on my left foot.

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Before the ink. (I also feel the need to clarify that my last pedicure wasn't that long ago; the polish was recently removed.)

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Obviously you can't tell from this picture, but the only words I could articulate throughout the 40-minute process were OH HOLY FUCK THIS HURTS. And it did. It hurt.

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That right there is my death grip.

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There it is, finished and in a lovely shade of ouch.

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Mike insisted on whipping out the tripod to get a good picture sans flash when we got home. I love my husband for holding my hand during the whole ordeal and for being insistent on documenting it. After taking this last one he said to me, "Let's take more tomorrow, after you've painted your nails." And I love him for that, too.

This butterfly has meaning to me, and I love how it turned out. I know what you're thinking, Internet: What about job interviews and having a tattoo on your foot when you're 80 and it'll fade and it can't possibly look good with every pair of shoes you have (heels? espadrilles? wedges? Have you really thought about the wedges?). I appreciate the concern, I do. I've thought about each of these things (my wedges are very open-minded, I promise). They are all excellent and valid points. But they didn't stop me from doing it. If they would've stopped you, I can only recommend perhaps you shouldn't get a tattoo on your foot.

Also, let's be honest, I drink entirely too much to make it to 80.

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Kristie

Love love love it!

P.S. the stupid letters/numbers I have to enter in here to post my comment suck. It took my SEVEN tries once. I guess I just can't read!

Posted by: Kristie | Sunday, July 29, 2007 at 03:26 PM

Chase

I love how it turned out SO much! I have one on my foot too - just about 2 inches over from where yours is! :)

Great tat. And the meaning is PERFECT.

Posted by: Chase | Sunday, July 29, 2007 at 05:30 PM

Mom

Well, I'm sorry that it hurt so much. Moms do not like seeing their children (even when adults) in pain. But it is pretty and I'm glad that you like it so much.

Posted by: Mom | Monday, July 30, 2007 at 12:49 PM

EmilyPie

this one interested me, because I REALLY want a 2nd tattoo. Actually, what I want is to trade in my tramp-stamp for a cute outline of a little star on my foot, about where you have yours. The only things stopping me... I'm not that cool (but hey, uncool people try to do cool things all of the time. Right?) and the pain of a tattoo with black ink on the top of my foot. Ouch.

Posted by: EmilyPie | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 07:20 PM

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    2. Finally buy those investment jeans.
    3. Get brave with a new hair color.
    4. Read all my book club selections.
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    9. Go to the Fort Worth Modern Art Museum and eat lunch at Cafe Modern.
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    17. Make a general doctor's appointment.
    18. Go horseback riding.
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    28. Create an address wreath for our front door.
    29. Paint our front door.
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    38. Take a family trip, even if it's just a weekend drive somewhere nearby.
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