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BAD TATTOOS

7 months ago by

There are a lot of things about men I’ll never understand. One of them is their penchant for bad tattoos.

First, let’s clarify, there are two types of bad tattoos. Accidentally bad tattoos, and purposefully bad tattoos. My boyfriend of six years (the one holding our fluffy dog), has both.

I, on the other hand, have a deep fear of regretting any body modification that is permanent or even semi-permanent (hence I’ve had the same haircut for A LIFETIME). But apparently these guys don’t have that fear, and I suppose I applaud them for that? (Although when it’s your own boyfriend getting the bad tattoos the applause is a bit more difficult to procure).

We looked to include woman for this post but the few that owned up to a regretful tattoo didn’t want to show their faces. I started a feminist driven rant/monologue about female body standards versus men’s in society when Spencer chimed in with, “could also be that women just have more self respect than men.”

Ha. I’ll take that.

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Alex Chang | @a_changy

Started out as a typical night out at the bar doodling flash tattoos on bar napkins with Tyler. A few bets later, I’m getting a farting penguin on my thigh (a place on my body I reserve for ‘bad tatoos’) that Tyler drew on a bar napkin, and he’s a getting a grumpy cat I drew for him.
I don’t regret any of my tattoos. Absolutely love every single one. Some have more profound meanings or represent significant points in my life, however they all tell a story about me and have a place in my heart, even the “bad” ones.

I’ve had a few friends approach & ask me why I do it or have even told me to slow down.

My parents (very old school Korean) however do not know I have a single tattoo. Traditional Korean culture, similarly to other Asian cultures, view tattoos in a negative way and have always associated it to criminals, gangsters, etc. My siblings and some relatives know but support it! My brother actually took me to get my first tattoo when I got into college. I have a feeling my mother knows but is in some state of denial. My father would probably go full Homer Simpson and chase me around the house trying to wring my neck. Fingers crossed they don’t see this!

As far back as I can remember I’ve loved art, studied it a bit in college as well. I’m particularly fascinated by Japanese body art as you can tell by the style of the majority of my tattoos.

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Tyler Jennings | @tylerlloydjennings

I love doodling on cocktail napkins. And I have friends who are instigators. The two things just naturally coalesced during a rooftop drinking session last summer.

I don’t believe in “tattoo regret.” I’m sure everyone regrets a decision they made at one time or another, but – consequences aside – those decisions often reflect the moment, and something that was remarkable. All of my tattoos tell a story, and all of the tattoos to come (I hope) will also add to the anthology.

I get a lot of compliments on my tattoos. And a fair amount of ridicule from friends. The interesting part is, some of my more ridiculous pieces are also fan-favorites; it depends on in what context you know me. My family doesn’t “approve” but they have a hard time arguing with the art itself or the sentiment (the cat-tat never makes an appearance with family though).

I have a lot of tattoos planned. Some large pieces, some small pieces, and areas of my skin that I want to leave for the more whimsical shit. There is probably a “Buffalo” tattoo in the near future…

Tattoos are fairly ubiquitous now, and that’s a good and bad thing; good because they are accepted with more grace, but bad because their initial edginess is getting diluted… I was drawn to the aesthetic, and the grit it represented. My skin is pale, pink and boring… adding ink makes it more interesting.

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Spencer Ostrander | @spencerostrander

My dinosaur tattoo, a character I named Mr Dino, was done by the artist @lilkool. He had been telling me how ‘great’ he was at tattooing, but I think that was simply in his mind.

I don’t regret any of my tattoos but my fiancé, Sophie Auster sure does.

I get push back daily from friends and family about my tattoos, however the Dino tattoo is Sophie’s favorite.

Personally I like the aesthetic and agree with the concept that some things even done at a moments notice are permanent.

But I’m on a permanent suspension from any further body drawings.

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Clay Nielsen | @thisisclay

Let’s be honest, mine are all pretty bad. My favorite is the Tic-Tac-Toe. My friend brought his tattoo gun to a mutual friends wedding. We were drunk at the hotel and he said he’d teach me to tattoo. To teach me how to make lines he suggested playing a game of Tic-Tac-Toe. Unfortunately he set the gun up incorrectly so the tattoo looks like shit. (I won the game).

I don’t really regret any of them. They all have a time and place. I have one I’d like to get covered up or fixed by a better artist. Life lesson, good tattoo artists are worth the money.

My mom doesn’t like them. She asked me to not get any more, she says they are ‘in your face.’ Shortly after that conversation she got permanent make up. My mother has face tattoos….

I want to eventually fill in my leg and make it a bit less random. Calvin and Hobbes will probably be next. I think a ‘God listens to Slayer’ tattoo would be great as well. Actually, sounds like it won’t be less random.

I’ve always wanted tattoos. When I was 7 I told my parents I wanted a tattoo of a fire truck that wrapped around my entire torso. Waist to arm pits. I’m glad I don’t have that one.

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Ben Sparks | @sparksy00_

While drinking on a rooftop, Tyler and Alex (pictured above) were drawing tattoos on napkins. My now wife was inspired to get a tattoo that she had been thinking of (a more sensible piece of art than what was being created on the back of the napkins).

The night progressed and the next thing I remember is being in a