At the tender age of 16 (I know to young) I went to get my first tattoo. I went with my Dad and uncle. I had been banging onto my parents about getting one. I was obsessed seeing everyone else with one.
Looking back I would’ve given myself a slap and told myself to wait. As I don’t own a time machine, I got a tribal tattoo. Which at the time fitted my arm really well. It was abit naff looking back at it and it was also tattooed upside down. There was hardly any thought process in picking my tattoo.
I had been to the shop a few times and did fall in love with this tribal tattoo. I made my mind up that I wanted that tattoo.
On the day of getting my tattoo. I went with my Dad and uncle. I took all the necessary precautions. I was well hydrated and had a good meal before going. I’m not going to save it didn’t hurt or I wasn’t nervous. I was
shitting myself. I was really nervous and it didn’t help that I was getting wound up by my uncle 😂
So I’m sitting in the chair, I think the tattooist must have knew I was nervous as he talked throughout letting me know what was happening. Anyway he shaved my arm (there wasn’t much hair tbh 🤣) he put the stencil on and the gripped my arm to stretch the skin. I literally thought he was going to snap my arm in 2 as his grip was quite strong. Then the dreaded question. Are you ready? As I sat there nervously shaking my head with a bead of sweat dripping now my face that made me look like I was crying (I wasn’t 😂) he began.
Now the only way I can describe is that it feels like hot pins getting dragged around your skin. It’s not the nicest of feelings. I don’t getting the outline work done as to me it hurts more. The colouring in doesn’t hurt as much as it’s constantly moving. The best bit for me though is when they wash it down. That moment feels amazing for me 😁
I think it took about an hour and a half to completely finish. Which I thought was good for my first ever tattoo 🤣
So I paid him then left for home. With my pride sky high and my arm sore as f. We went home. (During getting tattooed my uncle fell asleep where as my Dad was constantly asking if I was ok)
I got home and everyone seemed to like it. I wish I could find a picture of it. It was terrible now looking back at it. I do have many other tattoos and depending on how well this post doe’s I might make another post with some more of my tattoos.