When I told Mom that I wanted to get a tattoo, her response was, “Over my dead body.” That was 30 years ago. She is still alive, so I am just biding my time. :)
Seriously though, she gave some practical advice. It would be something that I would be pretty much stuck with for the rest of my life. Tastes and interests often change over time, as well as body shape. In my case, she was right.
While I still harbor a secret desire to get one, the SO would also prefer that I did not. NOTE: It wouldn’t be a deal-breaker for him. Since Mom and the SO are two of the people I respect the most, it is a no-brainier for me. I am now content to appreciate the art work on others.