i really like it.
when i got my first at 18, i was sitting in the chair while the artist was preparing ink and needles. he's ready and he asks me one last time "are you sure?" i waver, because my parents had no idea and i could only think of what my conservative catholic parents would think of me mutiliating my body (their words). finally i said "why the hell not? it's not like they can kick me out of the house."
yikes, spoke too soon. didn't speak to my parents for ~6 months after this. huge fight over the tattoo and because i wasn't going to church weekly and i had taken a plunge with my bf at the time - abusive, controlling drug dealer (now a lawyer
). didn't help that i reminded them that i was an adult and if they never spoke to me again then that was ok - i think my exact words were "if you loved me, you would realize this is who i am." i said that as i walked out the door.
but, i'm glad that you are open enough of a mother to realize that you're daughter is an adult, and while you may not like it (or you may, i don't know) you support her. and, my parents and i patched things up once i filed for an annulment after i came to my senses.