Tattoo Stories is going to be a series of posts where I talk a little about my tattoos. I have a couple of them and i think it’s always interesting to see why people get them.
Lets start with tattoo number 1, This little guy :
My little star was actually my first tattoo. I was only 17 years old and to be honest, at first, it didn’t mean much. I got a star because i found it cute and i just really wanted a tattoo. Now, this little one means so much to me. You see, since i was only 17, i needed a parent autorisation. My parents didn’t mind at all the tattoo, but since they were both at work, my grandfather came with me. My grandfather was one of the most curious human being i ever had in my life. So obviously, the second we walked into this dark and weird place where the people who worked there had devil horns and very graphic tattoos, my grandfather started asking questions. Everybody there was so nice and didn’t mind much all the questions, plus it made me less nervous. I will forever remember this day everytime i see this little star.
My grandfather passed away 3 years ago and i still think of him everyday. He was such a important part of my life, especially when i was a kid, bringing me and my brother on adventures around the city. I miss him.
So, here it is. Tattoo story number one, the star that makes me think of my curious grandfather ❤