my husband has been in the tatto industry for 20 years. he's 40 years old, i'm 23. my daughter is 20 months old, and for fun we put temp tats on her. cute things like cupcakes, stars, hearts, etc. i took her to the doc office one day wearing a tutu and a t-shirt. her arms were adorned with 6 temp tats, and her hair in a mohawk. we sat down next to a pentacostal woman, and her 6 children. when she saw my tats, and the temps on my daughter, she told me that i should be ashamed of myself to put such garbage on my body, and also my baby girl. she then got up, and took her kids far away from me. did it bother me? yes. i didnt say anything at the time, even though i desperately wanted to. i decided that it was better for me to keep my mouth shut and take it all in strides, than end up making a scene. but on the other hand, my husband is the opposite. it's a good thing he wasn't there that day. im sure it would have gotten ugly. lol. i love my tats, and my husband is damn near covered himself, and his ears are guaged to 1 1/2 inches. we cant go anywhere without people gawking at us. but thats ok. be proud of your tats, and who gives a rats ass what others think. your not doing it to please them, your doing it for yourself. they are just jealous, hun. they can only dream of being cool like us.