TATTOOED LADY

{Infragilis et tenera - unbreakable and tender}

When I was 18, I wanted a tattoo... so I got my belly button pierced instead.  I think it was my first week of college?  And my parents were not very happy when I called them.  My rationale was that it wasn't permanent, and it might squelch my desire for a tattoo.  Don't worry - the belly button ring is long gone, but the desire for a tattoo is not.  I want one badly, but I'm scared I'll regret it.  Basically, I'm a chicken.  I think some girls can pull them off, but I'm just not sure I'm one of them.  

My good friend {Cynthia} has big, beautiful tattoos - and they look bad ass.  I mean, she's basically a rockstar.  And they all have meaning.  Every one of them.  And I love that.  My personal favorite is one on her arm that simply says, "So it goes."  I think it's my favorite because it's the most like something I could actually see myself getting... 

I think the top tattoo pictured is absolutely gorgeous.  And that colorful one of the wreath and bird that says, "Free Indeed"... so pretty.  I appreciate them oh-so much, but I would get something smaller like the tiny birds, the feather, or words.  I'm thinking crossed arrows like my blog logo would be meaningful to me.  I've heard - according to the Native Americans, crossed arrows represent friendship. And that an arrow pointing right means protection, and pointing left wards off evil.  I don't know if that's true, but it's pretty cool if it is.  

I think anything I would have gotten at 18, I would certainly regret.  But at the ripe old age of 33, I'm thinking if I still want one...   What do you guys think?