I don't like tattoos. There, it is out. I just don't understand the drive to permanently fixate an artistic creation to your arm, leg, back, etc. Did God not create you in his image? Are you suggesting that it is imperfection? Someone once tried to explain the fascination to me-saying that it is similar to one wearing make-up or getting their ear pierced, hmmm. I don't buy it. I can wash off my make-up and take out my earrings allowing them to heal over-they are not permanently fixated on my body causing scarring and deterring blood donations when necessary.
I guess I can somewhat understand someone getting a tattoo out of rebellion, then learning a lesson from it later in life-My rebellious moment landed me with a navel ring one outgoing weekend in Berkley. I get that some people like to tattoo meaningful images on their bodies as reminders of loved ones whom have passed away. Truth be told, at one point in my life I wanted one myself, you know when the tramp stamp was in style. I even went as far as going into a tattoo parlor to get it, I thought it would be fun to tattoo my soon-to be married name on my lower back and the tattoo parlor turned me away saying that it was "bad luck" to tattoo the name of a lover on your body and they also though I was drunk when in all reality I had not been drinking that particular night. Looking back, I am SO thankful that I did not get one, image me with a tramp stamp!
But why do people fascinate themselves with multiple tattoos up and down their arms with or without meaning? When I ask people I see the meaning of their tattoo and they shrug their shoulders with an "I-dunno-it looked cool" I scratch my head and wonder at their intelligence.
Why the rant? My husband got tattoo number 2, as much as he wants me to "like it" I just don't. Unlike most tattoo fanatics, I don't like the looks of it, although I can appreciate the meaning behind it and I will give him credit that it has been an evangelical tool to people that stop to look at it on the street. It's not my taste I guess. His first tattoo he had before we were married, it symbolized his past to me and all that he has overcome, but the new one, I dunno, maybe it will grow on me-probably not. But he likes it so I put on a content face like a supportive wife...but I cannot muster up the effort to lie and say the words he wants me to say.
So if you have a tattoo and there is something I am missing, please, by all means enlighten me.
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