 I got my first tattoo only about 4 months ago: that's the Lion of St. Mark on my upper arm. It really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be: only an hour in the chair, and about as painful as a sunburn. Easy.
So last month I decided to go the whole opera queen route and get a tattoo I had never seen on anyone: Maria Callas as Medea. Now-- that one did hurt: about 2 1/2 hours bent over a folding chair, and it felt like he was using a dentist's drill in the same spot over and over. Now I know why it is when you mutiny on a ship they flog you on your back: it's sensitive! But -- as soon as I saw the image in the mirror, I was overjoyed.
I am so glad I had this tattoo done in the beginning of the summer, because now I can wear a tank top to outdoor concerts and, well, attract attention. It's also a great way to meet guys at the gym: if they recognize the tattoo, you know they're cool. (Who wants to date a guy who has never heard of Callas, anyway?) Some find this tattoo inspiring. So, now that you've got this far, why not check out the online version of parterre box, the queer opera zine?There's more about me here. And don't forget to check with La Cieca for the .
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