Whilst I was travelling America I decided to bite the bullet and get a tattoo. I'd known I wanted one for a really long time and I had been settled on this symbol for quite some time too. It was pretty spur of the moment and totally unplanned but me and Molly talked each other into getting one, or should I say I talked her into getting one with me. After twisting her arm we sorted out the final designs and waited until the artist was ready.
I was so nervous, like sweaty-palm nervous! I set myself up for it to be the worst pain ever but in all honesty it really wasn't that bad. I imagined it to be a repeated stabbing pain but it was actually more like a continual cut, I can only explain it kind of like a scalpel rather than a needle, if that makes any sense. It sounds a lot worse than it was, it only took about 10 minutes and was the pain was very manageable. It definitely hurt the most towards my heel and the tendon down the back of my leg.
Overall I'm very happy with the size and placement of it, however I am tempted to get it filled in fully black at some point as that was my original idea, however as I'd never has a tattoo before I decided to play safe and start with the outline.
I love that I got it done in America and during that summer, it will always remind of the good times I had. Only problem now is I can't wait to get another one!
Have you got any tattoos, or are planning on getting any?
Beth xo
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