She knew others might not approve. They might give her that look - the kind given to girls who get their ears pierced too young, or who showed too much of their navel, or who smoked as teenagers. Good girls don't do that sort of thing -- it was trashy. But at some point, what the neighbors thought had stopped mattering. It was what she thought that was most important now.
And so she decided to give into a desire and just do it. A tattoo. She could have done something discreet -- the lower back, the shoulder blade, the upper hip. But that's not what she wanted. You see, she had been born with virtually no eyebrows and it bothered her. She felt it made her look washed out, wan and ordinary some how. She wanted, for once, to be noticed. Eyebrow tattoos might be just the ticket. She was a bit nervous at first. But once it was all over, she knew that this was what she was meant to look like. She felt for the first time......pretty.
