I wasn’t kidding when I said I was getting another tattoo this week. As of about 8:30 last night, I should be good for another few months before I start obsessing about another one.
Ever since I got my first tattoo so long ago (fine, eight months ago), I’ve wanted to get a nautical star. I couldn’t decide on placement, and I kept thinking that it was ultra-douchey because so many people have it. Something just kept drawing me back to it, though. I’d originally thought I was getting something else, but couldn’t really pinpoint exactly what I want. And, really, I had my doubts about getting a tattoo that required any type of artist-related skills while in a town. I wussed out on my original design, and decided to just get the damn nautical stars already.
They’re just above my elbows on both arms, about three inches tall or so. On a scale from 1-10, with 1 being "Wait, did you actually do something?" and 10 being "I’D RATHER DIE THAN EXPERIENCE THIS PAIN!", it was maybe a 3. The nautical star has some fantastic meaning behind it, no matter where you read about it. It just kinda fit perfectly what I wanted, plus it’s a star, which I love, and I pretty much am in love with black and red tattoos anyway.
I ended up going to a place called Skin Thieves here in Sedalia. I’d absolutely go there again, should I get the urge to get tattooed while visiting ye ol’ family. They were awesome.
My brother went with me and took a few pictures, and I tried taking a few pictures of the aftermath, but it wasn’t exactly easy getting a picture of the back of both of your elbows!