It’s been a month since I took one of the biggest risks of my life: getting a tattoo. I had been planning it for a while. I’d scroll through Pinterest and romanticize the idea of ink permanently ...

I never wanted a tattoo. The thought of a needle pushing ink into my skin made me squeamish. But when my three kids, all in their 20s, got matching shamrocks etched on their bodies to bond over their ...

When I was 21, I sold my Selmer clarinet at a pawn shop for $50 to pay for my first tattoo. If you know anything about clarinets, you know that the guy who purchased my beautiful wood instrument got a ...