- 8 years ago
- Wedding: September 2012
@simpleandchic: I’m not being snarky or anything, but I’m curious as to what risk of disease you’re talking about? You can’t catch a disease from getting a tattoo with sterile needles in a clean tattoo parlor. They don’t reuse needles. They’re disposable, just like if you were to get an immunization or have your blood drawn or you donate blood or even getting your ears pierced. The biggest risk that is that you get an infection. It’s rare, but it can happen because a healing tattoo is essentially an open wound. You have a risk of infection any time you have an open wound. Most of the time when that happens, it’s the customer’s poor aftercare (i.e. touching with dirty hands) and not because the tattoo artist or shop was dirty. As far as donating blood, the American Red Cross suggests waiting a year, but I know for a fact here in RI that’s not a requirement at our local blood bank.
I have several tattoos. My Fiance was a tattoo artist. A GOOD tattoo artist. He’s just an amazing artist all around and I know I am biased, but he does have a masters degree in art (print making, not tattoo art lol). Some of his work has been in galleries and print. He’s even sold some of it. I love good tattoos. As someone mentioned earlier, there is a difference between good and bad. I’ve seen some bad tattoos that I would say definitely qualify as ugly. I’ve seen some that were just in poor taste. I waited until I was almost 30 to get my first tattoo. I’m glad I did, because I think if I had picked something like I had wanted to at age 20, I’d probably regret it now. I personally wouldn’t get anything that didn’t have some meaning to me. I’m not overly concerned with how they will look when I’m 80. I’ll be lucky if I make it that long and if I do, I could care less what anyone thinks of my wrinkly colorful skin. Heck, I don’t care what anyone thinks of it now. It’s mine, I have to live in it. 🙂
Having said that, I know not everyone likes tattoos. I respect that. There are plenty of things in life that I won’t do, because I don’t like it for one reason or another. To each his (or in this case her) own.