This past Sunday morning, Mrs. Rhymer and I were at Starbucks getting some quality time in, when a very pretty woman walked in. Actually, “very pretty” doesn’t cover it. “Astoundingly lovely” is more like it. If it turns that Aphrodite had spent several years harassing this woman out of jealousy, I wouldn’t be a bit surprised.
Anyway, one element of this woman’s loveliness was her body art. Her back and right arm were covered with a large and intricate tattoo, or series of tattoos, that clearly had taken a lot of time and (it seemed to me) pain. The woman was i her early 40s and had a child, so I am henceforth going to refer to her as TMILF.
Kim was interested in TMILF’s body art, and struck up a conversation with her; it was brief, for obvious reasons, but she got her email address. They’ve been exchanging emails for the past few days, and Mrs. Rhymer has discovered that TMILF is herself a tattoo artist and she designed the tattoo herself; though obviously someone else did the actual application on her, she has done tattoos of that scales on others. Mrs. Rhymer is interested and has drawn some designs. Though TMILF feels Mrs. R has the complexion and muscle tone to pull this off, she has two caveats (or at least two that I’ve been made privy too). One is that, unless my wife is prepared to to the work to maintain her current svelte shape for a long time, such a tattoo is not going to look good in a few years. The second is that if the husband (me) is not on board, my wife might want to reconsider.
So…she’s asked me what I think.
And I’m asking you folks what you think. I’m conflicted in at least four ways.