This is my 19 year old baby Girl, Emily's foot (along with her friends foot). Emily's is the one that says "Faith". She had thought about this long and hard. She had always talked about wanting to get one. If you know my Emily this might surprise you. She just doesn't come across as a girl with a tattoo. (I know that made me sound old and judgemental!)
Anyway, back in January she had an assignment in one of her classes to find a sub culture group that she doesn't know anything about, blog about it, study it, discover it, and report about it. It was an assignment that took the entire semester to finish. After much searching she decided to do it on Tattoo parlors, and the people that get tattoos. Suddenly she is really learning alot on this subject. She visited many websites, tattoo parlors, and interviewed several artist as well as people that have tattoos. Through her education she became more intrigued.
Then came the talk to Mom & Dad. At first, my husband was "NO WAY, DON'T EVEN GO THERE WITH ME!!!" I could not get over the thought of her foot being mutilated. But then we listened to her. When did she grow up? She approached it very mature, and after all she is 19 and did not have to ask for our approval. But she did, and our approval meant everything to her. So, much to our surprise, we gave her our blessing...kindof. I mean, at least she really looked into it and it wasn't something random that she had done one drunken night. And she didn't get something stupid or , a name or get it in an obvious spot. Her choice of location and what she had put on was ...okay. We understood. Lord, my Mother was freaking out when I got my ears double pierced! Times have changed. Oh and by the way, Emily also researched removal of tattoos.