My youngest daughter at 16 and without permission began getting tattoos because her doctors told her it would not be safe for her as a Type I Diabetic, so she immediately had to have as many as possible. First there were winged fairies on her left breast, then a dagger down her right side, some butterflies, and then this huge fire-breating dragon running up her right side with its head on her breast and a ring of fire around her right nipple. We all know what that is going to look like in 40 years, a mutant giraffe drinking water from a burning pond on the plains of Africa. Then she had her whole back done with a tiger chasing a dragon. I don't begin to understand her choices and, believe it or not, some have been worse than the body art.