Ever since Kate got her tattoo about sixish months ago, I’ve been like, “I want one!” And we’ve had six months of conversation that goes something like this.
Me: I really want a tattoo.
K: You should get one!
Me: *feeling faint* Never mind! Don’t want to talk about it!
A month later:
Me: I really want a tattoo.
K: I know. Let’s talk about what it could be.
Me: *freaks at the thought of a needle* Ummm, later!
Sometime later:
Me: Okay, okay. Ideas?
K: What do you think of_______? (See above)
Me: OMG, and the font should be___________. (Above again)
Me: That’s enough! Done! Don’t want to talk about it!
And Kate put up with six months of 30 second or less conversations about my getting or not getting a tattoo. A couple of weeks ago, I was finally (with some serious convincing) able to look at fonts online and picked what I think is a gorgeous and lovely font. Then, I was like, la, la, la–I’ll get… sometime.
But this Saturday turned out to be THE perfect day. Kate and I went to New York Adorned (one of the best tattoo places in NYC) and also the place where Kate got her tattoo. After paperwork and a half hour wait, I met my artist, Chad, who was funny and amazing. Shockingly, I was only a little nervous when over the past six months I would almost have a panic attack when I thought about getting a tattoo.
Kate held my hand the entire time and it took about 5 minutes. Tattoo? Done! Chris bandaged it up and three hours later, Kate took off the bandage and I had exactly what I wanted on my left wrist.
I’m proud that I was finally able to get it done and it’s something I’ll never regret having permanently on my body.