I don't think I'll ever be able to grasp the stigma that implies tattoos affect who I am as an individual.

Unfortunately, it's another quality we millennials get ridiculed for; one I believe is unwarranted. If the flower on my leg makes me incompetent in your eyes, I probably don't want to work for you anyway.

My favorite question is, "You know that's permanent right?"

Seriously? What I'd like to say is, "No, actually, I spent hundreds of dollars and hours and pain getting this only in hopes of it washing off." But I answer with a polite, "Yes, I do. Thank you."

I have five tattoos. I have one on both sides of my ribs-- my parents wrote "I love you" in their own handwriting and I let them pick the color. I have a watercolor flower piece on the side of my thigh that I share with my best friend who lives 1,400 miles away. I have the words "Let it be" on my upper leg to remind myself to love my body and all its imperfections. On the back of my neck, I have an infinity sign with a heart in the middle that my mom also has on the back of her neck to remind ourselves that the love a mother and daughter share is eternal. Tell me how the story behind any of those disgusts you?

Whether the tattoo on your body has meaning to you or not, I'm not concerned. I admire tattoos of all forms, whether it's a quote from the last letter your grandmother wrote you or a unicorn on your hipbone, tattoos are works of art. The caveat to this would be if they're done in the back of a van or possibly a shack, in which case I am concerned for your health and advise you to get that checked out.

My tattoos are a part of who I am and I will never look at them with regret. Even at 80 years old, I will look at them with fond memories of what the meant to me at the time, and what they will mean to me forever.

Your body is a temple. Why not decorate the walls?