At the age of twenty-one, I got my first tattoo. I drove to Rhode Island with two of my friends, since tattoos were illegal in Massachusetts at the time.
After experiencing a great amount of pain for two hours, my beautiful tattoo was finished. I was so proud of it, I went to a party afterward and showed off my bloody and inky bandages to many partygoers. This was the first time I ever showed off an area of my body with pride and excitement.
My first tattoos didn’t have deep, significant meanings to me, but they provided me with a sense of pride in my body, which I never had before, and I got hooked.”
–Chick Ink: 40 Stories of Tattoos–And the Women Who Wear Them