I, like most Pagans, am blessed/cursed with a love of body modification.
Unfortunately I am also cursed with an allergy to most jewelry metals, which means that almost all of my piercing experiences have ended in tears.
If I were a wealthy woman, or didn't have to use my disposable income to support a raging book habit, I would be covered in tattoos. I'd have a full back piece and something down each arm, around both ankles...ever since I got my first one at the age of 19, I've looked at my body as a blank canvas.
Sad to say, ten years later I still only have two small tattoos. Partly it's a fear of commitment, and a lack of financial resources...however, there is something else at work here that holds me back.
