Today’s post is not so much about fashion, styling or beauty. It’s more about the: and more… No actually it kinda still could fall into the styling category if you consider a tattoo stylish.
The other day I was watching my son at his intensive school holiday swimming course and somehow the mum next to me and I happen to glance at each other’s (bare) ankles (no clue why). We then looked up and started laughing. She pretty much had the same hideous tattoo on her ankle than I do. We started chatting and told each other our tattoo story. From our youth. A million years ago (hence the terrible quality of the photos .. sorry!!)
I met Sayuri (her mum is from Japan, hence the exotic name) on the first day in the classroom when we started our 3 year commercial apprenticeship in Zurich, Switzerland. We were 16. Gosh, that’s a long time ago! Yes really kind of a million years. Anyway, it was ‘friendship at first sight’! Mann, we had fun together! I can’t remember why but somehow we started doing ‘crazy’ stuff together. We went tandem sky diving in the Italian part of Switzerland (I almost peed in my pants).
We did Bungee jumping out of a cableway in the Swiss Alps watched by cows (I was horrified but I did jump).
We went canyoning in Lauterbrunnen (I almost drowned). We went paragliding (let’s just say the wind was not our friend).
And then we went away for a weekend to Pont de l’Artuby in France to the highest bridge in Europe for a 190m Bungee Jump (there is video evidence of me screaming like there is no tomorrow).
Yes, Sayuri and I did A LOT of crazy stuff together. So before we had our final tests we decided to ‘seal’ our friendship. With a tattoo! What a brilliant idea (not). We made an appointment at a tattoo studio in the city and off we went. With no plan or idea or whatsoever. Gosh we were naïve. After arrival we had a (casual) look at a photo book and spontaneously decided to get a matching tattoo. Me on the left ankle, Sayuri on the right ankle. A beautiful and gorgeous ROSE (not). With colours.
WHAT WERE WE THINKING?
Clearly all those jumps must’ve damaged some of our brain cells (although we both passed our exams).
Well, I do admit that I don’t regret the ‘sealing’ of our friendship. But I totally regret the rose ..
Do you have a tattoo you regret?