Two years ago, I went on a solo road trip down the south coast of New South Wales and returned with an epiphany for a tattoo. I was 30, had undergone a major personality transplant in the 24 months leading up to the road trip, and well, the tattoo of the hummingbird was perfect. Inspired by the tattoo, I also rebranded my blog a couple of months later.
Last week, I went and got inked again. The circumstances this time were a lot more different. There was no road trip or holiday involved. There were no epiphanies whatsoever. I had been thinking of different tattoos ever since the last one. Then lately, given that I’ve been feeling pretty crappy I just figured, what the hell. Let’s do something nice. Unlike most people who would probably go shopping or change their hairstyle, I decided to put myself through pain and get two tattoos.
I went to the same tattoo artist on a whim, talked about what I was thinking, booked an appointment, and sent her pictures that very evening. Before D-day, I told no one other than my sister. Not even Mr Imperfect because he’s not the biggest fan of tattoos or pain.
After 3 hours of being under the drill, I emerged with two glorious tattoos. On my ankle, I chose to get cats. My two cats. Cats were never on my mind until I saw Ashleigh’s tattoo. The meaning and symbolism behind it then really spoke to me. I especially love how cats symbolise free-spiritedness, independence and intellect. Getting Pebbles and Buttons tattooed was a no-brainer because they are my fur-babies. They have helped me so much through trying times. They are my life.
On my hip/back, I chose to get a dandelion. I had been thinking of this design for a while. Dandelions are really plain and considered weeds. But for some reason, in spite of being weeds, they are so pretty. I remember as a child playing with some and making a wish. Dandelions symbolise freedom, innocence, youth, magic, romance. For me, I took freedom, magic and youth as well as my own symbol of how something so plain can still look so amazing. I am also in love with the phrase ‘Perfectly Imperfect‘ and I had it tattooed with the dandelion to reflect both the image, and myself.
I am flawed. I know that. I am still learning a lot about myself. I am still trying to accept so much of myself. In many ways. the dandelion and the phrase hold a reminder that magic exists and in spite of all my imperfections, I am enough.
I won’t lie — the tattoos this time hurt a lot more than the hummingbird. The dandelion especially was painful! I dug my fingers in my palm and my poor palm was red for hours after. In the end though, they looked pretty. The pain was worth it.
Will I get another tattoo in the future?
Well, I won’t say no just yet.
Do you have any tattoos? What do they mean to you?
Until next time,