one flannel away

Yesterday I took the bus downtown to get my bangs trimmed and get a couple tattoos. That's officially the most Seattle hipster sentence you will ever read on this blog.

I actually got up and ran to the gym, did a few circuits of lifting, ran home. Then headed downtown to start and finish my Christmas shopping and yes, get my bangs trimmed. When I found myself in Pioneer square. Near a tattoo place I'd been wanting to stop in. I popped my head in, didn't see anyone. Walked out, double checked that they were open. Popped back in and saw a woman with a huge clavicle to clavicle tattoo behind the desk in a little room, refusing to make eye contact with me. Hmm. I wave. She puts on headphones. I look for a bell on the counter. She picks up some knitting. I wave again. She stares right through me.

I yell out, oh you're SO cool as I take my Nordstrom (Rack) puffy-jacket-clad-yuppy scum-self out of her shop. Rude. But what I've come to expect in my search for "my" Seattle tattoo artist. I've been wanting two simple little tattoos, and so I often pop into shops to get the lay of the land and see if they are fit for me. They haven't been. I've been ignored. Found myself so tongue tied I have a hard time saying my own name. Again, eternally 13. But also tattoo places are sort of judgey.

My mission was simple: find a place I liked and start with the two little tattoos that aren't really a tattoo artist's dream work, but then get their thoughts on a couple others I want that would be more collaborative and artistic. After Miss Knitty-Face, I Googled and found another tattoo place, Jackson Street Tattoo, I hadn't seen before. It was 5 blocks away. So I thought why not, rejection doesn't get much worse than being passive aggressively knitted at.

Walked in, two artists working away. One artist came right over to help me. Mike, the owner. I explained about the two little ones and the other ones. He said he could do them at 7pm that night actually if I wanted. He doesn't typically do walk-ins but it sounded straight forward. Heck YES!

So my Christmas shopping day did end with something for myself.

failing at not looking nervous
one of two.

The experience was great and I'm happy to find a tattoo parlor I'm comfortable having work done at.


  1. I can't believe that lady was so rude to you! I am glad that you did find a good parlor that you felt comfortable in. I really want to get a tattoo someday, but I am too much of a chicken and don't know what I want to get either.

  2. So my question - what do they mean/symbolize? And did you like the place (I've been searching for a good place myself).

    1. These ones are super literal. I like simple outlines and the boxes can be used as checkboxes on a handwritten arm checklist. The other one I got is the outline of Vermont with a teeeeny heart over where I got married in July. I would recommend this place for sure, very chill, comforting, clean, good music... the artist is really nice. Much better than my first experience in Colorado, where the dude didn't say much and I think I used a 30% student coupon...

  3. That's crazy that the one lady wouldn't even acknowledge you! In NC, there are usually a waiting list at the tattoo parlors and they never turn away customers!

  4. You are so brave! I made an appointment for a tattoo once and never went- lifelong fear of needles. I actually passed out after I got a piercing in college. Weak. I like the checklist idea, I write on myself all the time...

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