Let’s talk hygiene

Come Fresh to Your Tattoo Appointment (Your Artist Will Thank You)

After a long day at work, it’s tempting to roll straight into your tattoo appointment like, “I’m here, I’m tired, let’s do this.” I respect the hustle. But tattooing is an *hours-long personal space violation*—for both of us.

You’re in my air. I’m in yours. Sometimes for hours.

I do my part: I show up clean, professional, and respectful. I wash daily. I even chew gum (against my dentist’s wishes) so I’m not breathing coffee-and-cigarette vibes directly onto your soul while I work.

All I ask is that you meet me halfway.

Tattooing is… intimate.

Depending on placement, I may spend the entire session inches from your armpit, your butt, or some other area you don’t usually invite strangers to stare at for three hours straight.

So if I see you in public later and don’t recognize you, it’s not personal. There’s a solid chance my strongest memory of you is… your left butt cheek.

Feet: a public service announcement

Let’s talk about feet. Feet can be questionable on a *good* day. If you come in after work with bare feet that have been marinating in cheap pleather shoes all day… just know I will be fighting for my life. I have a strong stomach but this is my weak point.

If your appointment involves taking your shoes off, do your artist a favour: wash those tootsies like you’re meeting royalty.

If the wipe comes up black( or brown),we have a situation. We may need to have a gentle conversation about your shower routine. I’m not judging—I’m just saying your skin shouldn’t be leaving evidence of your hygiene habits and possibly your bed sheets.

And yes, I know nervous sweat is real. Sometimes deodorant clocks out early. But please try. Your artist appreciates effort.

Treat it like a date

Show up fresh and clean—like you’re trying to impress someone. Because you are. It’s me. I’m the someone.

I promise I’ll be fresh too. Deal?