Horoscope Leo Tattoo Styles？ (Best Choices for a Lion Sign)
So today I finally got that Leo ink I’ve been dreaming about for months. Let me walk you through the whole messy process, start to finish. I’m no tattoo guru, just a dude who likes trying stuff and scribbling notes.
Picking the Damn Design
First thing, I spent like three nights scrolling tattoo pics online. Saw SO many bad lion tattoos – weird faces, wobbly manes, you know. Almost went for this basic tribal outline, but nah. Felt like cheating my sign.
- Sketch phase: Grabbed my kid’s crayons – yeah, the neon green ones – and drew about 15 lion heads. Looked like a deranged jungle cat most times.
- Game changer: Found this old astronomy book at Goodwill with constellation drawings. Traced the Leo stars right over my best lion sketch. Boom. Combined the mane with star dots.
Choosing the Spot (Hurts More Than You Think)
Told myself “shoulder’s easy!” NOPE. When that needle hit my collarbone? Almost yelled like Simba getting bit by Scar. Artist laughed when I white-knuckled the chair.
- Size matters: Went bigger than planned. Tiny stars bleed together after years – artist showed me healed finger tattoos. Glad I listened.
- Ink color drama:
Wanted gold stars. Artist shook her head hard. “Fades to puke yellow by summer.” Went black with one red star for Regulus. Compromise city.
Post-Tattoo Realness
Wrap came off after a few hours. Looked like someone slapped raw steak on me. Showered? Felt like pouring lemon juice on sunburn. Ate ice cream instead. Coping mechanisms.
- Healing horrors: Day 3: Scabs. SO ITCHY. Slapped my own shoulder like a maniac at Walmart. Got looks.
- Regrets?:
That moment it started peeling like old wallpaper? Panicked. Texted artist blurry close-ups. She replied: “Normal. Stop touching it.” Rude but fair.
Now? Got a lion in the stars roaring at my t-shirt sleeve. People at the gym keep asking if it’s a zodiac thing. Feels powerful. Until next week – thinking Virgo friend wants matching constellations. RIP my pain tolerance.
