Tatto fun

It seems like the thing here is to have a tattoo. Not just a little string of stars around your ankle or the old rose on the bosom, not even an anchor and chain anymore. We are talking serious art work. The chick at the second hand store had a fabulous picture of fairies and dubious looking mushrooms flying over her back; one lady even had a series of photograph like pics of her kids over her arms - at least I hope they were her kids. I do ponder what they will look like as the skin ages though. I had always liked the thought of one but the aging thing really put me off. I mean, what if I got a tattoo of a wine bottle - as I age it would go from being a bordeaux to a riesling bottle; or a glass - in a few years it would look like a champagne flute. And what about a nice plump little bunch of Pinot grapes - just think, when I am 60 they would look like raisins dried on the stem..........