Let's talk about tattoos for a minute.
You may have noticed that over the last year or so, I’ve accumulated a couple more tattoos. Seeing as they didn’t just accidentally show up there in my sleep (I’m a very light sleeper), I figured I’d explain some of my reasoning behind it. I know that people have a wide variety of opinions on tattoos, especially on women, and I wanted to explain why I personally went from having very few to much more visible ones.
You may recall that on the 10th anniversary of Jessicurl, I got the Jessicurl Logo Lady tattooed on my upper arm. That was my 3rd. I got my first one when I was 17, but not for the reasons you might think. I wasn’t trying to rebel against my conservative parents or any of that. (If you know my parents, you’re DYING laughing right now.) In fact, I was SO well behaved that my father was genuinely worried about me, and would give me lectures when I’d, in his mind, pass up the opportunity to do something “normal-kid-bad”, like stay out late or whatever. So in order to prove that I COULD do something out of character, I got that tattoo. I went by myself to get it; it wasn’t like a big fun trip with the girls or whatever everyone else was doing in 1993.
Anyway. I got my second when I was 20 and really didn’t think I’d get any others until the idea struck to get my logo on my 10th Jessicurl anniversary. That just made sense. I loved it. As before, I really didn’t think I’d get any others. Famous last words.
