If I had to get a tattoo to sum up my existence, I’m not sure what it would be…
…but it wouldn’t be something stupid or obvious. I’d rather not sum up my existence if it’s represented in a unicorn, a cartoon character, or some kind of Japanese character.
(Sorry to offend you if you have Popeye on your forearm.)
- How does an upper-middle-class white woman with no job and some cash in the bank — who views herself as punk rock but wears Old Navy clothing and yoga pants — represent herself in ink?
- Or does the Human Resources professional in me decline to be inked for fear that it will impact my future earnings potential?
Those are my thoughts as I watch polling coverage from Nevada and South Carolina. Shall we discuss as a team, Suckers?!