Tat Musing

“O, lady on bus, I think one day you will regret your cupcake tattoo.”

My friend Alison. Musing en route home.

I told Alison I’d thought long and hard before I got my own tat back in the wayback days.

(1) Not on a spot subject to sagging with age.

(2) Not an image that will “date.” (No J. R. Ewing. No “Empire Strikes Back.”)

Alison ventured that a “Who shot J.R.?” tat would be pretty rad. And I see her point. Thinking: On a bicep. The traditional location of “MOTHER.”

Then Alison’s friend Jimmy suggested a tat of Betty Loren Maltese.

Which I can imagine. So I am pondering. A hyper-real Betty Loren Maltese tat. Like those heart-wrenching tats of dead toddlers that some aunties and grannies display.

6 thoughts on “Tat Musing

  1. Sheila Ryan Post author

    Damn it. Friend Jen inspired me. Want a “Where’s the beef?” tattoo.

  2. Sheila Ryan Post author

    Alison suggests one make oneself a human sticker book of trend failures. Pepsi Clear. Hypercolor. Uggs.

    I am thinking: Cabbage Patch Kids.

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