OK, guys, just so you know, we’re talking nipples today. No graphic images, but if it’s too much information for you, then tune back in later this week.
I’ve talked about my surgery before, but I’ve mostly talked around the details– like they were somehow too private to put in such a public forum. Yet, I’d tell anyone who asked, and it’s not like you can’t figure out the details with a little googling if you really want to know. So I’ve decided to let it all hang out, as it were. Like most women facing breast cancer, I had several options when it came to surgery, but I definitely went the more aggressive route. I figured if I was going to survive this and live another forty or fifty years, I didn’t want the anxiety of dreading the annual mammogram. I just wanted to be done with it, once and for all. Given my age and the aggressive nature of triple negative breast cancer, while my surgeon assured me it wasn’t necessary, she also agreed that a mastectomy wasn’t an overreaction. I chose to have a bilateral simple mastectomy. I now have scars across each breast (strategically placed to be hidden by even a pretty skimpy bikini top) and all of the breast tissue, most of the fat, and even my nipples and areolas were removed. I wasn’t the best candidate for nipple sparing surgery, and it didn’t sound like a great option to me, anyway, so I decided to go the “simple” route and get rid of it all. After my skin was stretched out to accommodate what was lost to surgery, silicone implants were placed under the muscles of my chest wall.
My plastic surgeon is awesome and did a great job, but the obvious downside is that I was left with nipple-less breasts. I have to admit that I’m pretty happy with how I look when I’m dressed– I can totally rock strapless dresses, halter tops, and even a sports bra like nobody’s business! But it’s pretty hard to think of your shape as “normal” when you step out of the shower if you’re just staring at nipple-less mounds of flesh.
I realize that any story that’s mostly about nipples hardly needs a good hook. But I’ve got one anyway. So, there’s this guy in Maryland named Vinnie, and he has a tattoo shop… (One hundred percent all true.) Plastic surgeons can do a few procedures and even some basic tattooing to replicate the idea of a nipple, but a nurse at Johns Hopkins thought that perhaps a bona fide tattoo artist would bring a little more artistry to the table. She asked Vinnie Myers if he could essentially tattoo a picture of a nipple on her reconstructed breast. Years later, Vinnie has given up traditional tattooing and has become THE go-to guy for nipple and areola tattooing worldwide. He sees seven to ten women a day, and over three quarters of his clients fly in from across the country and around the world. (Expect to wait up to six months for an appointment!) I feel so fortunate that he’s virtually in my backyard, and I was able to score an appointment right away because I could fill the spot of a cancellation. I managed to get there, tattooed, and back before my kids got off the school bus. That’s a good day.
So for the details:
- Yes, it hurts. But because of the nature of a mastectomy, most of the nerve endings in that area are pretty messed up, so it’s not nearly as painful as a traditional tattoo. It hurt some while he was doing it, but any soreness wore off quickly. After just 24 hours, what can only be described as discomfort is barely noticeable. (If you take a friend along, she’ll likely be in more pain watching than you are!)
- It was quick. Including the before and after pictures and the prep and post-procedure instructions, I was in the office for an hour. The tattooing took maybe half that.
- It’s in a real tattoo shop, complete with a motorcycle out front and a neon “TATTOO” light in the window. But the office where Vinnie does nipple and areola tattoos is private and reflects his love of art and travel. It is clean and feels hygienic without the sterility of a medical facility, something most breast cancer patients are so over by the time they get to this step. Vinnie is professional and friendly, and his wife is the one who takes the pictures and does all of the care instructions at the end.
- You have to pay out of pocket. Insurance is supposed to cover it, and they give you a form with the appropriate codes to be reimbursed. I’ll still have to submit it to my insurance company, and I expect I may have to do more follow up than with something done in a medical office, but it should be covered like all my other reconstructive procedures.
- Eat before you go. We made the mistake of thinking that we’d eat once we got to town and made sure that we had time. But it turns out that Finksburg is a pretty teeny town, and since we weren’t tempted to eat at the gas station/Subway, we ended up eating from one of the only other places we could find. Also a gas station. It’s a good thing Sally and I are so much alike, not everyone will consider a lunch of cheetos, pringles, and twizzlers as acceptable. So if that doesn’t meet your standards, you might want to stop at the Chick-fil-A on the way.
- And yes, it looks real. Even though I’ve looked at more pictures on his website than I care to admit (WAIT– don’t click that link if your kids are reading over your shoulder!), I was surprised by how real the tattoos looked in person. Unless you knew they were tattoos, you’d never even imagine that they weren’t real. And even knowing, I bet you’d still be shocked. While plastic surgeons use only a few pigments, Vinnie uses as many as necessary to give a full, three-dimensional, tromp l’oeil effect. And since he uses standard tattoo grade pigments (different from those most plastic surgeons use), his tattoos won’t fade over time.
It was a good experience. It’s amazing how a procedure that takes a half an hour can make such a big difference. After my final surgery, I struggled with whether I thought my breasts looked normal. I’ve come to really hate that word– what is “normal” anyway? But I did struggle. Being the last surgery, it felt so final, and I worried that I wouldn’t be happy with how I looked. Over the months since then, I have grown accustomed to how I look and am fine with it. But remarkably, with the tattoos, the reconstructed breasts that once gave me pause instantly looked like, well, real breasts. A trip to Little Vinnie’s Tattoo Shop definitely lends a sense of closure to the whole breast cancer thing, as one friend calls it. Of course, I don’t ever expect the thought of breast cancer to be too far from my mind. But it’s as if with every stroke of his humming tattoo machine, Vinnie was writing the final words in my cancer story. They definitely look like nipples. But it felt like he was writing “The End” across my chest.
Thanks as always to Sally Brewer for these poignant images. These images are copyright protected and are not for sale.
5 thoughts on “A Road Trip to Little Vinnie’s | Nipple and Areola Tattooing with Vinnie Myers”
have my appt scheduled for sept. you had to say it hurts 🙂 not the tattoo for my 50th I was planning but you work with what you got. can still do the tree on the ankle (for my 51st)
It doesn’t hurt that bad, I promise! But it hurts enough on a place with few nerve endings, it might make you reconsider that tree on your ankle! 🙂 And you’ll love it, so glad you’ve got it scheduled!
Wow Jamie! Just Wow! That is super cool! My sister went through a lot just to have shape in her clothes, but her scars are terrible and her “tattoos” wore off. She is so unhappy she can’t even look at herself in the mirror and won’t let her husband see her without clothes. It’s just the saddest thing in the world. When I went through my cancer, it was different. I didn’t have a mastectomy, but I had major reconstructive surgery nonetheless. My scars are barely noticeable. What a gift that Vinnie has to do what he does. Amazing! Congratulations! I’m so proud of you!
Thanks for posting, Jamie! I am getting ready to set up my my final surgery for the reconstruction and was wondering about the whole tattooing process. As always in your blog you are so honest and really positive. I appreciate you sharing your experience and find it so helpful!
June 22 9:30am beyond excited and so ready to close the door of my breast cancer journey.