I got my tattoo when I was a Freshmen in college. My roommate and I went to tattoo Phil in Long Beach, CA. She got a four-leafed clover on the top of her foot to represent her Irish heritage. I got a daisy because I thought it was cute.
Tattoo Phil was a large man who was drinking beer and barbecuing in the back of his tattoo studio. I find it funny now that we put our trust in this guy. thank goodness he was good at what he does. I chose a daisy off of the wall, but I didn't like the leaf that was on it. I asked him if I could choose another leaf from another design. He was like, "Oh, yeah, don't worry about it." As he was tattooing, he freehanded a leaf for my flower. I was stunned that he didn't ask me first and give me samples. Thank goodness he was a good artist.
Tattoo Phil invited us to stay and eat meat. We passed. We were eager to go show off our new tattoos.
Lovin' Daisies
Los Angeles, CA
