My First Tattoo
e been wanting a tattoo now for a while, but I was not allowed to get one until I am 18. So I figured that was fair enough. But just recently I've really been wanting one sooner than that. My parents actually gave in, and they decided to let me go get something "pretty". I was really excited!
Soon after, March 17 to be exact, I was in Toronto to meet a friend. Afterwards my parents and I went looking for tattoo parlours to check out. We found one that I had heard about, but it was in a bad part of town and my mom didn't want me going. Needless to say I was disappointed, but after we got home I looked in the phone book for tattoo studios more in my area of Oakville, Ontario. I found one that seemed good, and so my mom phoned them up and decided I could go. She said the guy on the phone sounded very professional etc, with all the qualities in the studio and tattooists that I wanted. Yay - I'd probably be able to get one that day after all :)
Not too long after, we headed out to it's location in Mississauga, and went in. I wasn't really scared until the first steps into the shop. There were flash drawings all over the walls, and I went over to look at them. I knew I wouldn't be happy with myself if I backed out now! Almost right away, one of the tattooists came over and told me all about the different types of tattoos you can get, and what will work and what won't, etc. He was very knowledgeable. He wasn't the stereotypical biker with the ponytail (which I was worried my tattooist would be). It took me a while to find something I really wanted. I knew I wanted something small and colourful, and that helped in choosing a bit. Finally I came do a decision. I would take a small peace sign from the flash drawing, get rid of the sun star thing surrounding it, and change the centre colours from red and yellow to blue and pink. It would go on my left shoulder blade.
By now the studio was getting busy, and I would be next for a tattoo while everyone got to watch. It didn't make me anymore nervous, actually. I had to sit in the chair in such a position that I couldn't even see them anyways:) After the stencil had dried, it was time for the actual needles. Eek. But I knew everything was safe, he let my parents see him taking out the brand new needles from their packages.
I sat down backwards in the chair, and he made me put my hand on my right side, to keep the skin taught. Supposedly it wouldn't hurt as much that way. I also had to rest my head on the back of the chair, and so all I really saw was the floor the whole time. When he started up the machine, I got a little nervous hearing the buzz sound, but he told me it really wouldn't hurt, especially since he wouldn't need to use the outline needle. I felt the vibration of it before he actually touched the needle to my skin, and at first I wasn't really sure if that was what it would be feeling like or what. But then the needle touched and it really didn't feel all that bad! It would be hard to explain exactly what it felt like, especially to someone who has never had a tattoo, cuz it would sound worse than it really is! But I'll try my best... it kinda felt like a warm safety pin scratching on my shoulder, or maybe something rough and pointy like the edge of broken glass being rubbed on my skin. I actually had a smile on my face through the whole thing, and was totally relaxed! Actually, the pain in the tendons in my arm from having to hold it in that spot hurt more than the pain of the needle. I'm not sure exactly how long it took, but from getting the stencil, to after the ink had dried, it was about an hour.
Its been about 3 days since I got my tatt, and so far it has been healing nicely. I have to clean it twice a day, once in the morning and at night, and don't do anything other than that. Now my friends want one. I'm really happy with it, and can't wait until the summer when it will be totally healed and I can show it off! :)
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 01 April 1999