I am a closet fan of the tattoo. My general appearance would not likely indicate this. I don't have any tattoos and, as I'm not getting in younger or getting skin that is adhering any closer to my body, I likely never will. However, I can really appreciate a good tattoo. Not like the rose inside a heart kind of tattoo, but like an exquisite sleeve of natural what-nots or the all-out glory of Chris Anderson's neck (please see photo below).
Having established that, however, I would like to get down to the peeve of it all. It's not the tattoo; it is a certain type or genre of tattoo...the cartoon tattoo. To me, if you are going to permanently imprint something on your body, it should be something eternally meaningful to you in a deep "this is as much a part of me as my belly button" type of way. Or, at the very least, it should be a "look at this magnificent piece of artwork, I deemed it worthy to be on my forearm." Or, I'll even go for "this is so funny, I just had to do it."
I just don't see a cartoon character ever living up to any of these requirements. The Tasmanian Devil should really never find himself whirling across your abdomen. (I do get the idea - you're such an awesome, crazy dare devil yourself that you just had to lacquer this tornado of a guy onto your body), but really. Yosemite Sam? (Oh, of course, you're a real gun-slinger). Awesome. The tramp-stamp Betty Boop tattoo? This is a real zinger that brings together two of my pet peeves - cartoon tats and trying to be "sexy" in such a frightening way.
I say keep the cartoon characters of off your pecs, lower back, your flexed guns, and anywhere else that you might want to slap one on.
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