Hubby and I both have tats. When we were in our early 40's and he decided he wanted one and I said I'll get one if you do. Off we went and I got in the chair first and told him "you'd better get one now after I am". He got a rattlesnake over the top of a very long scar from surgery as a child. The artist said he couldn't put it right on the scar, but went right above it. It is on his belly.
Mine is three roses, one full bud, one partial open, and the third in full bloom. They are about 4 inches long on my chest. I got hooked! My next one is a picture of my first cat, Socks (just his head), and the next one is a butterfly right above the roses. I want more and just haven't gone back yet. But I want a ladybug in the roses, and a black widow spider on a spider web amongst the roses, and then my other cats faces. After that who knows! These are all on my chest where if I wear a low cut shirt you can see them.
All our relatives tell us we were

and it must have been our mid-life crisis!