my husband got me this way. (well, except for the wrist, which was a surprise to him a couple months ago.) I call him my geezer man, and he has no tats, and doesn't really get it, but he loves me anyway.
I worked at an executive level for an insurance company for many years. (very conservative.) and now at 45, my skills will either serve me or not, but I am no longer a slave to the corporate image.