Tattoos and Trials
Curing writer's block. Courtesy of @azusatakano
You guys sent me your suggestions on what to write and so this month, I'm dedicating one blog post per topic. Enjoy!
I got my first tattoo the day I turned 17. I was underaged and my best friend, Gio, drove from San Diego to my parent's place about 3 hours north, to San Bernadino and back for my birthday.
We got our first tattoos together. He got his company's name on his wrists in black and red whereas I got birds of a feather above my right hip. It was supposed to be filled in until I got a call from my parents who wanted me home ASAP. To this day I never got it filled in and I don't think I ever will. I think I've developed a liking for outlined tattoos.
Cherry blossoms are a symbol of peace and as a kid, I always dreamt about visiting Japan in its cherry blossom season and even getting married beneath them.
Even more so, some of my flowers aren't completely blossomed, which is a reminder that there's always room to grow. The fact that the flowers are attached to stems also means that I must stick to my roots and that my family and friends are the ones who will always support me. They're my foundation. This piece is really for them.
Dress via Zaful / Hat via Miss Pap / Shoes via Public Desire