I got this tat one rainy day in Pacific beach, San Diego. I was 18, fresh out of the nest for my first year at UCSD. A friend and I were out for a drive, got lost, and in a whirl wind ended up at a well known tattoo parlor. It was a fun and exciting spur of the moment decision. This tat isn't so much about the image of the starfish, but about the freedom I felt for the first time in my life; it was about marking a significant and formative period of my life. Looking at it still makes me happy almost 10 years later. (yikes!)
My second tattoo is of a swallow on the back of my right hip.
I think my next tattoo (if I get another) will be after we have our first baby ... in a few years. But we'll see.
Do any of you have tattoos? Did you feel the image was the important part? Or was it marking a significant chapter in your life? Tattoo stories are so fun, I'd love to hear yours.
No tats for me! Always a question of pulling the trigger... I love your new swallow! Beautiful choice.
ReplyDeleteThank you Amy!
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