Tattoo Books
My friend Candy and I decided on my eighteenth birthday, that we were going to go and get a tattoo in honor of our adulthood. Candy knew exactly what kind of tattoo she wanted, but I was undecided. Tigger had been her favorite character for ever, and she wanted to be reminded of him permanently. I somehow didn’t believe that a child-like image of Tigger was the correct way to celebrate adulthood, but hey, that’s Candy! I wanted to make sure that if I was going to be permanently marked for life, it had to be by something meaningful. I didn’t know what, but maybe something that said “this is me”. We arrived at our local tattoo parlor an hour early, to look through the tattoo books, there were stacks, and I was hoping that by searching the tattoo books I would find what I wanted.
