I do believe dear Kat said it best when discussing her choice of getting inked:

“I decided that it didn’t matter if the colors would fade, or I might grow too big and it would stretch. I decided if I were dating someone that couldn’t stand a tattoo on me, then I didn’t need him. I decided that when I grow old, I wanted that reminder of who I was as a young and impetuous woman, full of life and memories that I could remember when I looked at it in the mirror.”

Lila will be holding my hand thur the process, and I might even let go of her long enough to get some pictures taken. (Keep in mind that I have a massive phobia of needles.) I am excited and very nervous. If anyone wants to come and laugh at my crazy arse, just let me know and I might tell you the details.

Ink The Irish – Part II

Ink The Irish – Part I