Without a doubt, going to a conservative Christian liberal arts college in the Midwest has its advantages and disadvantages. Among the many restrictions to which I was subjected on a daily basis, tattoos actually fell into a gray area.
Students couldn’t drink or smoke or go dancing without finding themselves in the dean’s office. Guys were not allowed to get their ears pierced, a rule that often caused the local Claire’s Boutique in the downtown mall to be flooded by young men the day after graduation. Some still got their ears pierced—only wearing little hoops when they were far from the watchful eye of the dean—but for me, the hassle wasn’t worth it. A tattoo, on the other hand, was fairly concealable, and quite frankly, once it was inked, I knew that the dean couldn’t really ask me to take it off.
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