Tattoo of a Butterfly

Once, I got a henna tattoo. I was with R on a day trip to Tagaytay (this is a summer getaway in the Philippines and it's famous for the Taal Volcano, which is the world's smallest, and..I think...pineapples) Haha! :)

Actually, we only came there to eat and take pictures with our SLRs, but once we finished lunch, somehow it got into our heads to just explore the place. Our line-up was small, just a short visit to People's Park and the Pink Sisters' convent. When we got to People's Park, we found we had to pay, I think, about 50 pesos each person to be able to enter. There were four of us and we thought it wasn't worth it so we opted not to go on. However, to exit the place, you have to turn right at the entrance and pass inside the park. So, what we did was, we parked the car behind a tour bus, near some stalls. In short, we got in without paying. Haha! (Bad!!!)

The stalls were selling all kinds of stuff, mostly t-shirts, key chains and some filipino delicacies. But there was one stall that was offering henna tattoos. R and I exchanged looks and I knew then and there that he intended to get one. I didn't, at first, because I thought body art was something I would never go for. I don't plan on ever getting a tattoo (1: it hurts. 2: erasing it hurts more), but as I watched the guy working on R's henna tat, I got interested and went for it. (I mean, it's gonna fade by itself in the end, right?) I chose the girliest of all girly designs: a butterfly on my shoulder. :)

I was kinda thrilled when it was my turn. The guy was finished in minutes. He didn't even need to look at the drawing on his reference. Apparently, the design I chose was very popular among girls. :) Anyway, I don't know what it was about it, but that little thing on my shoulder kinda made me feel good. Everytime I wore clothes over it, I felt as if I was pulling a prank on everyone, that I had a sinful, exciting little secret. And whenever I would wear tanks or any sleeveless top that exposed my shoulder, I felt as if it was a little something that declared a part of who I was. It was great having it...

*sigh*

It's been months since that henna tat faded...

And I miss it so terribly! :(