Thursday, February 05, 2009

"What are You Going to Do About That?"

I'm going to let you all in a well known secret - I have a tattoo. The tattoo is on my right shoulder blade, a small shooting star. My friends in college used to laugh and call it "the more you know" star because it resembles the logo of the PSA often seen on NBC -

The other week, after telling the FMIL about the bridesmaids dresses (she likes to be kept in the loop and to keep drama at bay, I give her updates on a need to know basis which I'm fine with) she asked about my tattoo. She hasn't approved of it since she saw it at a wedding where I wore a strapless dress and quickly asked if I was going to cover it up with a cardigan, which because it was the ceremony, I did. Since then, it's been a non-issue for the most part, my own mother was slightly disappointed when I got it, but I think a large part of that stemmed from the fact that I had talked about it for weeks and she didn't think I'd go through with it (which I did) because of my large fear of needles. Fortunately, I've never been one to chicken out of something because of fears (with an exception of my fear of bees).

I hadn't really thought of what I was going to do with it. I don't really want to go through the hassle of covering it up and risking getting make up all over my dress, but is it really something I want in my wedding photos for years to come?

But then again, it is a part of me, it represents for me, my youth, the fun I had in college and the friends I had. Of course back then, I also had a nose piercing, belly button, and two holes in each ear with a cartilage piercing to boot. I rarely wear earrings anymore, and if I do it's usually only in one hole. The belly piercing is only there because I'm too lazy to have it removed and I've never changed the hoop since I got it my freshman year of college; my nose stud fell out on my twenty-third birthday and because I was so close to my college graduation, I figured it was for the best.

But my tattoo was a decision I thought long and hard over for weeks. I ended up getting it at place in Burlington, VT when I was at home just before my twenty-first birthday. It's just there. I don't think about it often. It's small, tactful, and well, out of the way. I never actively try to cover it up, I don't wear a lot of clothes to work in the summer where it's shown so it's really only visible on the weekends.

I think I'm going to end up leaving it uncovered. I don't want the extra hassle and it's me. I can't remove it. It's there for good and I? Am okay with that. The people who may not be? Well, that's their problem, not mine.

Do you have any body art? How did you deal with it on your wedding day? Did anyone give you a hard time about covering it up?

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Blogger neverecho said...

I say good for you - it's a part of you and you shouldn't have to covor it up. Plus, it actually looks really cute with your dress in that picture!

Thursday, February 05, 2009 2:26:00 PM  
Blogger AmyJean {Relentless BrideĀ®} said...

I saw on My fair wedding (or one of those shows) this bride had huge pieces covering her shoulder and sleeve. They covered it up... but only for the ceremony - and since she had SO much it looked better. Yours is big enough to notice but small enough where it doesn't take away from you or your dress... just enhances it! I ditto the comment above.

Thursday, February 05, 2009 2:32:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Go for it, girl! It's a neat tattoo, and it's clearly a part of you, so by all means, sport it with pride!

I've got a tongue piercing, and like you i've had it for ages, and although my parents are dead scandalized by it, i think i might sport my normal silver jewelry for the wedding. (Usually when i visit family, i put in the tongue-colored flat plastic version.) I mean -- it's me. I've had it for close to a decade. It's comfortable. I like it. And ultimately (regardless of how much flak i might get for saying this), my wedding day is about ME. Not my squeamish relatives. I kind of just feel like they can deal for six hours, you know?

Thursday, February 05, 2009 4:00:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

luckily my tattoo isn't visible in my dress so i don't have to figure this situation out.

having it removed is on my yearly list of stuff to drop big$ on though. i have a friend who had hers removed and you'd never know it. like you i forget it's even there and when i am reminded of it it's a part of my youth and memories... but i can't help but wonder how to explain it to grandchildren, hopefully it won't be an issue by then

Thursday, February 05, 2009 5:16:00 PM  
Blogger Only One Heidi said...

@notsojenny - i don't know how often my grandchildren will see me that nekked to see it ;) I'm a rather modest dresser and i don't forsee my grandmotherly self wearing tube tops when i'm 60 hehehe

@tealengthtulle - indeed! thanks for the encouragement!

@AmyJean & Neverecho - thanks for the encouragement, it's always appreciated!

Thursday, February 05, 2009 10:14:00 PM  

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