Local parenting blogger Michelle Lee considers a problem many moms in the Asheville area are probably considering these days: What to do about that once-youthful tattoo that just isn’t aging well.
Eleven years ago I got a tattoo on my lower back and two kids later (and of course eleven years) it’s not looking like it did when I first sat straddling a chair for two hours. I want to have it covered up. Problem is, covering it up would make it a bit bigger.
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Fail.
Fail?
What’s that supposed to mean?
Do you want the dictionary definition or an exposition on the aging hipster’s role in straight society, complete with musings on the mutability of the once-immutable art of body modification?
Ohhh, entertain me with your musings.
That is called a sl_t barcode….in certain circles.
Whew, thankfully I never ran in any certain circles.
Apparently you did, or you wouldn’t be regretting your decisions later in life.
AKA a “slit” barcode. The Urban Dictionary has several more colorful descriptions and reasons why one should not go down this particular youthful folly path.
ha ha!
I totally understand.
I call it my “after my divorce” tattoo.
I wanted one where it couldn’t be seen. My little secret. And that’s what I got. :)
“The Urban Dictionary has several more colorful descriptions…”
Like tramp stamp?
Yuck! Another term I cannot stand. :)
“Yuck! Another term I cannot stand. :)”
Yes, well it’s certainly not a flattering phrase. I prefer as a definition “a permanent reminder of a temporary fad.”
This is why years ago, I decided to compile a list of tattoos I want, and leave them in my will for the embalmer.
A product already exists to remove those pesky tattoos…
http://www.nbc.com/saturday-night-live/video/turlingtons-lower-back-tattoo-remover/1358150
A real treatment does exist (no joke). It’s called a laser.
http://www.blinktattooremoval.com/blog/innovations-in-laser-tattoo-removal/
Doc at Mission E.R. said one in four tattoo victims has hepatitis. Saves time dating or picking food venues…