Thursday, October 21, 2010

Tattoo I do or Tattoo I don't

Tattoo I do? Or Tattoo I Don’t?



When I turned 19 I wanted a tattoo. I wanted it enough to wrangle my friends into giving me money for my birthday so I could go out and get one. What I wanted was a rose and since my favorite color is, was and always will be purple, I wanted it that color. But being 19, excited and shy I just went to the first tattoo place I found. I picked the 'best' looking rose and went with it.

I wanted it in a place that would be easily hidden if I didn’t want it to be seen, but seen if I wanted it to. So I chose a few inches down from my shoulder on the left part of my chest. Straight over from my armpit. I still remember being so embarrassed because I had to wear a tank top to get it done. GASP! A tank top! In public! Oh NOoooooOOoooOooooo! I can laugh now at how I lacked self esteem to wear a tank top out, yet wanted a rose tattoo on my chest. Go figure.

When I went into the back to get the tattoo done I had to sit back in a chair much like a dentist chair. Another guy was there and suddenly had his head hovering over my chest. Ah, excuse you?! The tattoo artist said he was an assistant just learning and wanted to know if it was okay for him to watch. What was I to say? No, get your head outta my boob-area? I was 19, about to get a tattoo and ultra shy wearing a worn out old tank top. So I said yes.

Then he started and the PAIN of it jolted like electricity through me. OWEE OW OW!! See normal women have things called breasts. They are mostly flabby tissue. Like pillows of fat. Sorry women, but it’s true, if it’s not milk, its fat. (Or silicone if you fake it.) Anyway as I said before the tattoo is farther up my chest making it even further from anything soft. So when I was laying back in the chair suddenly the tattoo was no longer on anything soft and void of nerve endings. What it was on was hard chest, rib cage - my torso full of pain as he tattooed onto my skin. OW!!

Oh and I’ll take this opportunity to explain something. I’m scared of needles. Yes. Scared of needles. Another head scratcher I know. How did I end up getting tattoo? Shear nerves. I know I wasn’t drunk, they don’t tattoo inebriated people. Plus I was 19 and this was my rebellion! Don’t back down! Do it to prove something! Getting a tattoo was my ultimate angst fueled battle against….. um…. I don’t remember. . ..

So after all that pain I had my tattoo. It hurt like a son of a gun. I’d say something harsher but I’ve lost all angst in that one battle. After the required time limit I took the bloody bandage off and saw my new tattoo. About 2” long by 1.25” wide it isn’t overly big and sort of looked like an on-the-verge-of-wilting flower. The petals look spiky and overall it really didn’t age too well. (My fault for not taking care of it.) Kind of small and pitiful looking, but its mine and I’ve got it for the rest of my life.

So in general it doesn’t cause a problem. I’m not ashamed of it anymore than the other parts of my past. I’ve had wrongs but they usually didn’t leave such a visible lasting mark. But sometimes it sneaks out from my clothes without me knowing. People are surprised and usually say, oh you’ve got a tattoo (because generally I don’t walk around wearing a tube top.) Though it is more visible now because I have better self esteem and wear tank tops a lot more. (out in public no less!)

But after saying I’m not ashamed of it I sound like a hypocrite when I say this: I’m not sure I want it to be seen during our wedding.

Yeah that’s really hypocritical of me to say but let me explain. I wore a strapless gown for Mindy’s wedding. And it seemed fine and all. I don’t cringe when looking at her pictures. You can see almost all of it and it looks okay. But I have a picture of me in my wedding dress when I tried it on. And the annoying thing is my tattoo shows about the top part of the rose and that’s it. For me it’s all or none! I don’t want a little peeking out, it’s distracting.

So what to do? I could photoshop every_single_picture of our wedding. But man, who would want to do that?! A tattoo removal is painful and just NOT in the wedding budget. Plus I’m fine with it for every other day of my life. I’m looking at tattoo cover up kits. But since it is right up against my dress I’d hate to stain it. ACK! What else is a girl to do?

I need advice!

By the way, probably not the best time to say this but I'm thinking of getting another tattoo. This one on my back of my favorite saying: We must be the change we wish to see in the world.
Um yeah. Perhaps AFTER the wedding....

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Check check check

Check check check…..

Seven Months, three weeks…..
Or 236 days…

I get daily emails reminding me with daily tips that the days are counting down. I started the countdown on my calendar about a hundred days ago. Now daily I get emails to tell me what I should be doing. Some are really useful. Some are really useful …. for someone else. And a select few are fairly frou-frou. (That’s the word I use for girly and unnecessary.) Like: Arrange a printer or hire a calligrapher for table cards (7 months). (Pretty flowing handwritten names not high on our list of priorities) Discuss attendant’s duties with your maid of honor and bridesmaids (8-9 months) I really can’t see having this discussion with my girls unless they’ve never been in a wedding. Would you have this talk with groomsmen? I think not. But afterall Etiquette doesn’t sleep. And neither should the bride….. That I think is the sole purpose of a wedding checklist timeline. Dun dun da dunnnnnn!

And then there’s the real reason I wrote this blog post. Stretching out weddings for every penny they are worth. Many times if you are waiting more than a year for a wedding it is because of money concerns. I believe the wedding industry takes advantage of this by exploiting bride and groom’s desire to “do something” early on in the planning stages. Because so much happens in the last 6 months and before that there isn’t much to do but save money, plan and dream. So now the wedding checklists you find in magazines and books drive the timelines out of whack for all but the wealthiest of brides.

Determine your design, wording, font and paper stock for your wedding invitations, stationary, table cards and thank you notes, finalize order (7months) Yes, pick out the style and color but to finalize at 7 months? Whoaaaa…. We don’t even know the time the ceremony will start yet! Choose and order bridesmaid dresses and accessories-8 months. For Mindy’s wedding we ordered the dresses five months in advance. And they came three months in advance of the wedding. I’m asking my girls to look with me six months before, in January. A lot can happen to a woman’s body in eight months. Ask my friends who have had kids. *giggle*

And the final one that got me started ranting about the whacked out timeline:
Register for gifts (9-10 months, some checklists say sooner)
A little background about me. I love a good sale. By sale I mean clearance sale. As in, this is going buh-bye and we want it gone, here is our rock bottom price. “Normal” ad type sales are for things that will stick around, for generating interest in items the store wants you to buy now when it’s on sale or better yet, come back next week and get it at full price. Oh yeah I get my kicks on the back of the racks. The red and orange stickers haphazardly smashed into the front of the box, the side of the bin or stuck to the barcode. That’s where I get my deals. Sometimes it back fires if it is something I wish I had more of. Like shampoo that gets discontinued or snack flavors they stop making. Often it is seasonal items and you get one shot at it. The week-after-Halloween bat t-shirt marked 75% (off or better yet, 90% off). The day after Christmas 50% is pretty cool but the New Years Day 75% off xmas merchandise sale is even better… SCORE! And right now all the college dorm stuff sales make me happy. Dishes, bowls, bath rugs, even notebooks. Time to get more of those awesome bowl/plate combos. It’s a plate, it’s a bowl, its perfect for pastahhhhh! I could infomercianalize those but I won’t.

So where am I going with this? Other than off on a tangent. Pastabowl plates!

Registering early has its perks and pitfalls. While you may get to check off one more thing from the to-do list there are downsides to doing it too early. Many times I’ve gone looking through at a list for a wedding at stores only to find they’ve been marked down to clearance. Ahhh, but that’s great you say, save the people who love us money, right? WRONG. Good luck finding said clearance object. Try it but once. Grab an employee and ask them where it is. They’ll look at the list, go to the spot where it was, tap on the tag a bit, mumble, go to the aisle endcap with the clearance, stare at the list and say it should be there, it says we have three left. Then they mumble something like, sorry and walk away. Leaving you all alone to contemplate the rest of the stuff left on the list.

So unless you are registering for a car (which only gets booted out of the ‘store’ once a year) you’re better off going to register max of 6 months in advance. Or the middle of the season just before your wedding. Because even if you don’t set foot in any aisle with seasonal stuff you know there is a huge chance they won’t have your dishes, dish towels, bedding or super fantabulous as-seen-on-t.v. gadgetry. The dining sets get changed out at least three times a year, new colors come in for bath and bedding. Out with the old, in with the new!

This is all just advice for brides who aren’t going to be heading to downtown Minneapolis to register for fine china or crystal stemware. (That is the stuff they keep in stock for years. You’re safe registering for that.) If you are that kind of bride or you just want to mark something off that grand Wedding Planning Checklist then go right ahead. It’s a big world and diversity makes it wonderful. So go grab your calligrapher, call up your printer, wrangle your fiancĂ©e and head to the nearest store to beep your way through the aisles. In the meantime I’ll keep working on my save the dates and watching the shows I’ve dvr-ed. I’ve got a lot of Glee to catch up on afterall.