Tattoos and the Park Cities: Never The Twain Shall Meet

I’ve been kicking around the idea of a tattoo for a bit now. It’s going to be something map-related, probably of my parents’ property in New York. I’m 27, and I know I won’t get it if I wait much longer.

So that got me thinking: the Park Cities are virtually ink-free. Every council meeting (save for UP city secretary Liz Spector’s ankle rose) is inkless, as are virtually every runner, biker, or walker I see on the streets. It’s probably the most ink-free environment I’ve ever been a part of.

Is it a Texas thing? A wealth thing? I’m just not sure. All I know is that council meetings would be a lot more interesting if I saw this staring back at me from Chief Adams’ forearm. I’d probably ask fewer difficult questions as well.

(Update: Our own Jeanne Prejean points me to a photo she snapped for the paper. I stand corrected. And stunned.)

10 thoughts on “Tattoos and the Park Cities: Never The Twain Shall Meet

  • May 1, 2012 at 2:54 pm
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    Go for some barbed wire on your bicep, Taz on your ankle, a butterfly tramp stamp, and some tribal lettering on your chest.

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  • May 1, 2012 at 3:01 pm
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    Gringo- You pegged me.

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  • May 1, 2012 at 4:09 pm
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    What would a map of your parents’ property look like? All for tattoos as long as they are well done and not obnoxious like the linked full back swan.

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  • May 1, 2012 at 4:41 pm
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    Just remember, my friend…you’ll be looking at your tat for the rest of your life and the design may…um…become more fluid in appearance as your skin ages. Your future kids may ask you awkward questions about it when you critique something about their appearance and if you get it somewhere visible, you’ll get asked about it by strangers, especially if it’s not an obvious image, and then you’ll have to have billions of annoying conversations before you die about the location and personal meaning of your parents’ property in NY. I’m just sayin’.

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  • May 1, 2012 at 5:50 pm
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    “I know I won’t get it if I wait much longer.” Think about why that is, and you might figure you’re better off waiting a little longer.

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  • May 1, 2012 at 6:16 pm
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    Tramp stamps are to be found at the UP pool. Specifically on the younger moms in the kiddie pool.

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  • May 2, 2012 at 12:05 pm
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    Don’t do it Brad!!!!

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  • May 2, 2012 at 5:09 pm
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    Everyone I know that has a tattoo regrets ever doing it. All of them say they would never again do something so stupid.

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  • May 3, 2012 at 8:15 am
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    Mr Pearson is erroneously assuming that just because he can’t see tats around Park Cities, that they do not exist. Perhaps they are descretely placed so as not to be “judged” by others. Impression is everything.. isn’t it? It seems to be in Park Cities at least.

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  • May 4, 2012 at 8:14 pm
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    “Is it a Texas thing? A wealth thing?”
    No. It’s simple: It’s a permanent label of ignorance that tells the world, “I make bad long-term decisions and I really don’t give a ____”. Nice legacy. Proud of where you grew up? Great! Write about it, share it with others. Don’t tattoo it on your body as of to say, “I’m too socially and intellectually inept to open up about myself, so ah, screw it, I’ll just take a shortcut and brand my leg”.

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