THE FAMILY JEWELS bra; MAISON CLOSE skirt; stylist’s own gloves; TOPSHOP ring; LEFT TURN JEWELRY earrings.
We all know name tattoos are a bad idea. Ana Stone disagrees. “The script above my knees says ‘Harley Baby.’ When I showed my mom she was like, ‘Isn’t it a bad omen to get someone’s name?’ I was like, ‘Mom, it’s my dog. I don’t think he’s going to leave me for someone younger in 10 years.’”
Stone’s love for her family members—both canine and human—is a common thread behind some of her favorite pieces. Her parents’ signatures are on the tops of her wrists, and she and her sister have the same tattoo honoring their grandfather. “I’m obsessed with World War II, and hearing stories of my grandfather kicking ass never got old. I knew I was going to get a tattoo for him, so I got the ‘Follow Me’ script on my forearm after the patch on his infantry uniform,” she explains.
Pieces like these best represent her attitude toward getting inked: “It allows you to continually change and discover yourself, but it never lets you forget who you were and where you come from. With each tattoo, I can remember exactly where I was in my life. That importance of remembering is so much more significant than the ink that is only skin deep.”
Not surprisingly, her ink-covered body elicits the occasional comment from random strangers, but this New Yorker just deals with the catcalls. “I didn’t get any of my tattoos to hear, ‘Damn, girl, you must be a freeeeaak!’ But I just smile and deal because I put it there and people are going to see it,” she says.
The one thing she won’t deal with? Poor grammar. “I correct people all the time in person and via text. If you don’t know the difference between your and you’re ... you’re not doing so well.” Shit, did we spellcheck this?