I think it's safe to say I'm addicted. I took yet another trip to Athens, Ohio with my husband and our two best friends to all get another round of ink. I doubled up this time. The first one I got is a tattoo my best friend, Kelli, and I have been discussing for some time. We wanted to get some sort of matching tattoo to represent our friendship. This was a hard concept to figure out, not because we don't like the same things, but because we didn't want it to be silly or something that was obviously a "best friend tattoo" (like those heart necklaces you wore in sixth grade where you had half a heart stating "Best" and your friend proudly wore her half "Friends" until you got in a fight at a slumber party because she told everyone you liked Tyler). We have both been considering getting a Harry Potter tattoo, sped along by all the sweet ones we kept seeing on Pinterest. We found one we really liked and took it to Jimmy.
He made it look as though it was handwritten (to which we squealed that it was like Dumbledore wrote it on our body...nerds). I felt like a Harry Potter tattoo was perfect for us because I had never read the books until recently when many of the book club girls had said I had to. I figured if Kelli loved them so much, I must be missing out on something cool. And...poof!...I'm obsessed.
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The Deathly Hallows symbol forms the "A" in "All was well." which is the last line in
Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. |
We decided to get them on our ribs because they were going to be small and only text, plus we think rib tattoos look badass. Unfortunately, no magic spell was able to gently transfer the ink into our ribcage. It felt like a punishment from Professor Umbridge, but was thankfully over quite quickly!
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