Nashvillean Ink
marielcita
Jul 04, 2007
Having a stomach bug on July 4th is so much fun! Especially when it was triggered by not eating and then drinking one of those new Bacardi mojito-flavored malt bevs. I love how all of my most memorable incidents spent with my face in plumbing porcelain is when I’ve only had one drink, whether it’s the strongest form of jungle juice on the market or something with as much alcohol in it as Natty Lite.
So let me tell you about life lately. Three days ago at this time I had only planned to print out a few images of the lotus flower tattoo on B-dubs’ left arm that’s serving as the inspiration for the ink I’ve been wanting. I’m not really sure why I suddenly got on this kick to go get it done sooner than later. I don’t know if I was feeling rebellious, burnt out, liberated, like I said, I’m not really sure. This spontaneous sense of urgency randomly came over me. And God knows I can’t exactly afford it right now, what with all the weddings, birthdays, bills to pay and other financial issues that keep happening to me. I don’t even freakin’ know how the BW-inspired lotus flower design took over the Aerosmith logo that I originally was going to get first.
At around 9:30pm on Sunday night I thought it would be a brilliant idea to go to the 24-hour Walgreen’s down the street to purchase new ink cartridges (which resulted in it’s own disaster that I’d like to forget about) and led me to take off work all day on Monday. I wasn’t sick then but I did need to sleep after Sunday night’s little mishap. After talking to my boss and sleeping until noon, I figured I should go run errands while I had the time. I kid you not, everything that I needed to do was directly on the way to the tattoo and piercing joint I had first checked out back in October. How convenient. I called the place up just to inquire about the process and the lady told me to just come in today and have a “consultation” (whoa, big words!) with the artist on staff that day. Turns out, though I had an inkling (no pun intended), that this was the same guy with the impressive portfolio I had seen months earlier. I ran by Kinko’s, color-printed the designs, and headed on over.
Within a half hour, I had an appointment set up with the dude. What’s even funnier to me is that my appointment is not only scheduled a year to the day that I first attended a Butch Walker concert “just to check him out” and get the hell outta my apartment in the midst of my unemployment and being let go from the job I originally came to Nashville for. Oh the irony! Were the stars unusually aligned or something?
The artist seemed surprised that I was so picky about how I wanted things done too. I wasn’t rude or demanding by any means, but shoot, if this is my first time and I have to have it on me for the rest of my life, damnit, I want it to look like the effing flower on B-Diddy’s arm!!!
I will admit it’s made me anxiously giddy to the extreme. I also thought about how this might affect how boys perceive me, as any less beautiful/more trashy/whatever. But I’ve come to realize that boys don’t exactly date me without one, why would it be any different with one? That and as I’m sure I’ve explained before, if he’s that turned off by them, he’s probably too narrow-minded of an individual to begin with. (I do also believe it was all female customers in the shop both times I went there!!!)
See you on the flip side!
So let me tell you about life lately. Three days ago at this time I had only planned to print out a few images of the lotus flower tattoo on B-dubs’ left arm that’s serving as the inspiration for the ink I’ve been wanting. I’m not really sure why I suddenly got on this kick to go get it done sooner than later. I don’t know if I was feeling rebellious, burnt out, liberated, like I said, I’m not really sure. This spontaneous sense of urgency randomly came over me. And God knows I can’t exactly afford it right now, what with all the weddings, birthdays, bills to pay and other financial issues that keep happening to me. I don’t even freakin’ know how the BW-inspired lotus flower design took over the Aerosmith logo that I originally was going to get first.
At around 9:30pm on Sunday night I thought it would be a brilliant idea to go to the 24-hour Walgreen’s down the street to purchase new ink cartridges (which resulted in it’s own disaster that I’d like to forget about) and led me to take off work all day on Monday. I wasn’t sick then but I did need to sleep after Sunday night’s little mishap. After talking to my boss and sleeping until noon, I figured I should go run errands while I had the time. I kid you not, everything that I needed to do was directly on the way to the tattoo and piercing joint I had first checked out back in October. How convenient. I called the place up just to inquire about the process and the lady told me to just come in today and have a “consultation” (whoa, big words!) with the artist on staff that day. Turns out, though I had an inkling (no pun intended), that this was the same guy with the impressive portfolio I had seen months earlier. I ran by Kinko’s, color-printed the designs, and headed on over.
Within a half hour, I had an appointment set up with the dude. What’s even funnier to me is that my appointment is not only scheduled a year to the day that I first attended a Butch Walker concert “just to check him out” and get the hell outta my apartment in the midst of my unemployment and being let go from the job I originally came to Nashville for. Oh the irony! Were the stars unusually aligned or something?
The artist seemed surprised that I was so picky about how I wanted things done too. I wasn’t rude or demanding by any means, but shoot, if this is my first time and I have to have it on me for the rest of my life, damnit, I want it to look like the effing flower on B-Diddy’s arm!!!
I will admit it’s made me anxiously giddy to the extreme. I also thought about how this might affect how boys perceive me, as any less beautiful/more trashy/whatever. But I’ve come to realize that boys don’t exactly date me without one, why would it be any different with one? That and as I’m sure I’ve explained before, if he’s that turned off by them, he’s probably too narrow-minded of an individual to begin with. (I do also believe it was all female customers in the shop both times I went there!!!)
See you on the flip side!
