I liked this this piece and my thoughts are not a response to it; they just happened to parallel something else that I was already thinking about.

Was thinking about an old Amanda Marcotte piece on “dealbreakers” in relationships and how women are (rightly) allowed to have any they want – and so are men.

I don’t have many deal-breakers for a long-term relationship, but the person I’m interested in having tattoos is definitely one of them.

No problem being friends. Whatever. Do with your body what you like, but that means I also can choose not to go out with you. I don’t find tattoos at all attractive and the more I look at them the less attractive they become.

Strangely, I’d date a woman without a second thought who was heavily scarred or even disfigured. But I’d really never date one with tattoos.

I don’t even really know why, nor do I care. It’s so visceral in me that examining it is pointless.

It’s a dealbreaker and I’m allowed to have it, and even if I weren’t I would anyway.