Her Tattoo
I asked, Jen, the woman who cuts my hair, “Now that you’ve got a tattoo, what about your fourteen year old daugther.”
“She can do what she wants, when she’s eighteen.”
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
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I can’t tell what it is but it looks pretty.
Comment by Chris — October 25, 2006 @ 6:56 am
18 doesn’t necessarily come with buckets of good sense, just the legal right to act without …
In addition to the choice of what to (often somewhat arbitrarily) incorporate for the rest of your life, tattoos present you with telling decisions about location — private or public display. I’m wondering both how she chose there for whatever it is, and how you knew of the tattoo given where it is …
Comment by el Kib — October 25, 2006 @ 7:39 am
Im just appalled that the great photographer took such a low quality pic.
No excuses now..
Comment by matt — October 25, 2006 @ 4:21 pm
I am too, but I was flustered. Is that an excuse?
I asked her why her back and she said cause her daughter said on her ankle was too skanky. And she can hide or reveal as she pleases. In the center are initials of her two children.
Comment by michael — October 25, 2006 @ 5:57 pm
Why were you flustered?
Comment by Jennifer — October 25, 2006 @ 6:30 pm