Credit: kalah allen

Dear middle-aged man preparing to board the same flight as me out of
PDX: Yes, there are rather attractive and large tattoos covering my
chest, neck, and nearly 80 percent of the rest of my body, which you
cannot see, though you are trying like hell to see through my clothes.
Yes, they hurt. Yes, they mean something, but simply having them within
your eyeshot does not make them any of your business. And by the way,
YOU’RE STARING AT MY CHEST! And dear hip near-retiree working the cash
register at New Seasons, dear small-time business exec who wants to
tell his frat-grad pals he was ballsy enough to chat up the tattooed
girl, dear every lame, insecure Portland male who’s decided myself and
any of my fellow heavily tattooed female comrades appear approachable,
trust me… WE DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT OUR TATTOOS! Seriously, we
appreciate that you think they’re beautiful and want to reassure us
that we still have a place in your “normal” society, but maybe you want
to consider the fact that breaking from your colorless and anonymous
society is exactly the reason we get tattooed. So stop trying to
include us, and stop staring at our chests. We haven’t opted to
relinquish any of the common niceties afforded respectable females
worldwide, simply because we’re tattooed.—Anonymous

4 replies on “Tit for Tats”

  1. Because we are tattooed does not mean we are better than anyone else. We love art, we just choose to carry it with us on our bodies. The ‘actual’ funniest part are the stodgy, uptight, anal retentive, middle to upper class businessmen who fancy themselves a rebel for approaching and/or hitting up on the tattooed girl. They feel like they’re treading in dangerous waters, like we have some sort of mysterious evil aura and they are dancing on the fringe. They want us, they want to let down their proverbial hair and screw us like we’ve never been screwed before, it’s blatantly obvious. I bet they don’t go home and share that with their delicate Aqua Net housewives.

  2. @OP & killerqueen21:

    shut up. you didn’t get a shit ton of tattoos not to stand out. you wanted the attention, now get over it. YOU CHOSE, now put up with the consequences. also, stop speaking for a demographic. you can hardly state that you are the voice of tattooed Portland ladies without presenting at least a modicum of evidence to substantiate such a claim.

    maybe these middle class business men actually want to punch you like you’ve never been hit before, like i do. you’re about as special as the first kid who got a mohawk back in high school. or maybe the second one.

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