Inked Up

I’ve always loved tattoos. I think they’re sexy and can be a beautiful form of expression. With that said I don’t think everyone that has them is sexy nor do I like all tattoos. I mean, some of that shit is tacky and I don’t get it. But hey, to each their own.

I’ve always wanted a tattoo. Me and the best friend always used to say in high school we would get them when we turned 18. That didn’t happen. haha We both never knew what to get. As time passed on my urge to get inked never faded (lame pun intended).

For over 5 years now I have had a small tattoo on my left wrist . My father passed away 10 years ago so it’s a bit of an ode to him. It’s his middle name in my handwriting. It’s feminine, meaningful, and in a place that won’t stretch out and become deformed over the years.

Since I moved to New York 10 months ago the urge to get another tattoo has crept into my psyche. Again, I wanted something feminine and beautiful. Again, I wanted it in a place that wasn’t going to stretch with weight gain over the years. And it really had to mean something to me. It had to represent what my time in New York has meant. I wanted to look at it years from now and be reminded of what I’ve overcome and be able to reflect fondly at this period in my life.

I’ve always had a thing for peacock feathers. They are so beautiful. They symbolize beauty and integrity while showing their true colors. They can also mean, spirituality, awakening, compassion, and purity depending on origin. In Greek mythology they symbolize the vault of heaven and the eyes of the feathers are the eyes of the stars. How poetic and beautiful it that??

All of that? That is exactly what led me to move to New York. I am reminded to be true to myself and have the utmost integrity in how I show up everyday and present myself to the world. It reminds me to have compassion for myself and for others as we all have our own journey and hardships and are constantly tested. My time here in New York has truly been an awakening of sorts. I am a better version of me here. It hasn’t always been easy and there are still so many changes I’m going through but it’s been so raw and vulnerable. That shit is truly beautiful.

All of these things are reasons why I decided that the tattoo I was going to get was a peacock feather. It was a matter of time. I’ve been wanting this since I’ve moved here but I waited and got it at really, just the right time.

Being that I despise needles; I needed someone to hold my hand. So I enlisted the one true person that could make me laugh, make anything fun and make me get me out of my head all the while not having a scary look on her face as I was getting needles poked in me.

It turned out to be such a great day!

My tattoo artist was referred to me by Ela as he is a friend’s brother in law. He did such an amazing job. If you are ever in NYC and want to get tatted go see Miykey at New York Hardcore Tattoo in the Lower East Side. (yes, I got tatted at a place labeled Hardcore. I see the irony here). I went in and although I had a certain idea about things he knew what he was doing and really I had no choice in the matter. He took charge and basically told me that what he says goes in so many words. He really does know what he’s doing and good thing I listened! Miykey was funny and understanding of my sensitivity to needles and pain. He even gave me one of the shop’s beers to help ease the pain. After the great tattoo adventure Kimia and I got beers, then pizza, then more pizza, then margaritas and Mexican food. I mean, it doesn’t get any better than that!

I did take a vicodine to help ease the pain. Unfortunately, the vic only kicked in when I started getting drunk. Hah! More irony. So yes, I felt all the pain that tatoo’ing gives. It wasn’t pleasant but ask me if it was worth it.

This day is one of my favorite New York days to date and probably will remain to be so!

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(it was hard to pick colors since I didn’t know I was going to do color. And we didn’t end up using the golden orange)

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(Clearly excited for the PBR. Below Miykey is trying to pretend that this is his first time tattooing. Funny, not funny. Also, it was his personal touch to make the eye of the feather a heart. I love it!)

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(Admiring the work and sooo excited for what just happened)

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(Here I am looking like my forearm is seaweed but oh, so happy)

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(More fun ensues..)

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(I love my tat. I love beers. I love pizza. I love margs. And I love this girl)

#bestdayever

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