The first time I saw a behind-the-ear tattoo in person, I understood immediately why people become obsessed with this placement. A friend pushed her hair back before tucking it into a ponytail, and there it was, a tiny sprig of lavender, perfectly placed, perfectly sized, completely her. She had not told anyone she was getting…
I still remember the conversation that almost talked me out of my second tattoo. A well-meaning friend leaned over my shoulder while I was scrolling through ankle tattoo inspiration and said, “Those look so cute, but don’t they hurt like crazy? And don’t fine-line ones just blur into nothing?” I closed my phone, second-guessed myself…
The wrist is where so many tattoo stories begin. It was the placement of my very first piece, back when I was eighteen and convinced I had already thought through every detail. I had an idea. I loved the idea. I booked the appointment. What I did not have was a clear sense of what…
