Yes, that is me.
Yes, that is a full back tattoo
and yes, it is real.
I have forever secured my place in badass-dom with this tattoo. First one, full back, in one session. Go me, I clearly rule.
Unfortunately I can't take very good pics with my laptop, but my mom did snap several good ones while we were still there. I'll probably try to upload them tomorrow.
Now then, I guess I should kinda explain this.
I wouldn't have gotten a full back tattoo (my first and last tattoo, btw) if it hadn't been for something very special to me.
Late February, my grandmother passed away. Something told my mother to read her Psalm 23, so she took out Mawmaw's old bible and read it to her. She told her she would be back later, but she needed to go home for a while, kissed her cheek, told her she loved her, and left.
Half an hour later, we got the call. At her funeral, the pastor read Psalm 23. It only seemed fit that I use it in a memorial for her.
After the funeral, the family sat around and watched a slide show of her that I had made. Everyone loved the picture of her at the Butterfly Garden up at Niagara falls. A butterfly landed on her shoulder and she had the biggest smile on her face when my dad snapped the pic. I got that same butterfly tattooed on my shoulder.
I'm hoping the rather impressive size of this, and the fact that where he had to start it on the back of my ribcage to prevent the transfer from smearing will make up for how much of a weenie I was during most of the ordeal. Literally crying and screaming. He warned me it was going to be the most painful on my ribs. It was. It was also the strangest mixture of horrible horrible pain, and my limbs vibrating when he went over my spine. The butterfly (my favorite part) was the least painful. I was actually talking and joking during that part.
I love how it turned out. I think it's beautiful.
I also love that I can brag about it. During my bragging, I doubt I will fully disclose my bad reaction to the pain. However I will state that it was my first one, and it's a full back tattoo with a meaning.
I don't know why, but it kinda irritated me when I read online about several people who made appointments and knew where they were going to get it, but not what they were going to get. That seems like something you would want figured out BEFORE you made that appointment. It isn't really a good decision to make spur of the moment. That's probably just my jaded thinking because I planned something special, that meant a lot to me.