I am just touching down from a return flight from JFK and with out stopping at M cafe, I am off to Dr. Hobbs. Definitely one of my favorite Dr’s, referred to me through the Williams Sisters. I passed on a weekend in NY so I would not miss this appointment – even though it is a prescription for pain. I see Dr. Hobbs for a few different reasons. She has a delicious menu all designed to make you look beautiful and hold on tightly to your youth. BUT, today I am here for tattoo removal.
Each time, for tattoo removal, you need to sign a waiver. All kinds of things could go wrong. Possible lightness, darkness, discoloration.
A new feature in the office – the nurse blows cold air on my first ink spot before Dr. cooks it. The cold air does absolutely nothing.
Now I must say, I started my tattoo removal before Kelly Osbourne made it chic and what’s haute. Let’s get the world to fashion tattoo’s and now let’s get them removed. The only thing I can say is that I got all, but one, of my tattoos in the 90’s when it really was the thing to. I am not saying I started the removal trend, I think Cher did, and I do agree with Kelly – but this was my own idea. I am getting two removed now – I have more.
I made it thorough the neck like a champ, but this tramp stamp had me kicking and screaming. We had to stop and apply the super strength numbing cream – not available in stores. Just FYI this is about 50 times more painful than getting it. It feels like your flesh is burning