I want to start by saying I like tattoos - tasteful tattoos that can be hidden if necessary. I even have three myself. difficult child got another tattoo last night. A betty boop on her upper backside/hip area. She's about 5" tall and 3" wide - pretty big, if you ask me. It wouldn't be so bad, but difficult child already has 4, so this makes 5. And she is only 20 years old! And 3 out of the other 4 are unconcealable. They are on her ankle, two on her wrists and one on her belly. This one on the hip. Come summer time, they are all visible. I told her to be careful or she will end up looking like Amy Winehouse, who, in my opinion, has ridiculous tattoos and they look ugly on her because they are just so random in nature and placement. Looks like someone just doodled on her! difficult child was upset last week because she had been pricing out a back piece, which is basically a giant work of art to be tattooed all over her back from top to bottom, and she discovered that she wouldn't be able to afford it after all. Oh, I am so heartbroken for her - NOT. I told her to slow down...stop for a while, assess what she's already got before planning her next tattoo. OMG. I am not appalled, but simply upset I guess. I wonder how she will feel about them in a few years when she's older and wiser. She already regrets one of the wrist tattoos. And the other wrist she likes, but she's POed that my mother's name was spelled incorrectly. That's right, she couldn't remember how to spell her grandma's name so instead of waiting to find out, she went ahead and guessed and it's wrong. But I didn't say anything. She knows it's incorrectly spelled. but what would be the point in my mentioning it? She's also mentioned getting more piercings, though not where. I know her nipples are pierced so I don't even want to begin guessing where the next piercing will be. Although, she did wonder out loud last week whether or not it would be worth the pain. I just said, "I don't know" and left the room. She's doing so well in other areas of her life that I don't want this tattooing and piercing thing to get between us. Also, it's her life, not mine. I am entitled to my own personal feelings about such things, but I don't need to let them fill my day, right? So, I don't. I didn't tell H about the new tattoo because he, unlike me, will let it fill his every thinking moment!! That's it, vent over.