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Sunday, October 12, 2008

Tattoo Books

By Gary Pearson

On my 18th birthday, my friend Kelly and I made appointments at our local tattoo parlor to celebrate our adulthood. Kelly already knew what she wanted to get. She had forever been a fan of Tigger, and that is exactly what she felt she needed to have permanently drawn on her. I thought that a childish tattoo wasn't exactly a celebration of adulthood. I didn't really know what I wanted, but I knew that I wanted it to be something that meant something to me. Perhaps something that symbolized who I was. We arrived an hour early for our appointments so that I could look through the stacks and stacks of tattoo books. I was not sure what I was hoping those tattoo books would show me, but I knew that I would know it when I found it.

There were some really scary numbers in the first tattoo books I looked through, and in my wildest imagination, I couldn't imagine who would want any of these. What I really needed was something a little feminine, and I really believed that I would find something in the tattoo books. I was going to wear the tattoo on my ankle, and it was going to be there for ever, and be representative of me.

For about a half hour I waded through the tattoo books, there were pages of hideous tattoos, but also some beautiful ones. However, I was at a loss, nothing stood out and said "choose me!" By this stage I was beginning to feel discouraged, one of the tattoo artists must have sensed this and started to ask me questions about myself. What did I like, what were my beliefs? That kind of thing! After a short while he sorted through the tattoo books and chose one, flicking through the pages, he came to what he thought I was looking for and pointed.

He showed me a small rainbow colored dolphin, it was attractive and dainty. It was what I was looking for, I am an artist and I felt that the colors and the dolphin were both representative of the kind of person I was. I loved dolphins and the ocean, I set down the other tattoo books and nodding to him, I realized I had found my perfect tattoo.

Some time ago I had the opportunity to look through tattoo books again. This after a friend asked me to help her find the perfect tattoo. She seemed to be having the same problem I experienced, and no matter how many tattoo books we looked at, we couldn't find the right one. Finally glancing through one of the tattoo books bore fruit, and we found her perfect tattoo. She was happy, I was happy that she was happy and if you want the perfect tattoo, I would suggest you seek the help of tattoo books to find it.

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