Tats have lost their "mojo" if you will. When I was in my 20's (let's just say 1980's time period, okay?) a guy in his 30's with multiple tats had stories to tell for each one. Real stories, not "Dude, I was like, in the mall and then I was like, just well "whatever" and me and my bud got some tats...it's like real meaningful to me. And stuff."
And chicks w/tats has gotten WAY WAY out of hand. Tramp stamps used to be just that; a sure-fire "I can bend this girl over in the parking lot" stamp of approval. Now every minivan mommy that wants to pretend she's "slutty" has one. And the college girls that get them? A quick trip to the Bangbus would set them back on the first Greyhound bus home to Momma. Wannabe slutlets need not apply.
What I'm trying to say is "POSER!" (That's an 80's heavy metal term...look it up.)