Here’s the truth: There’s something sexy as hell about a man with tattoos. From David Beckham’s extensive collection of inked-up allegories to Adam Levine’s well-decorated physique, women love a man with good ink — and there’s no better place to eye it than the beach. However, if your tattoos don’t exactly bend it like Beckham, I’ll probably be turned off. For instance, maybe life got crazy, and in a desperate attempt to salvage your relationship with your soon to be ex-girlfriend, you convinced yourself that etching her name onto your forearm was a romantic gesture. Or perhaps in an effort to celebrate the sanctity of brotherhood during Pledge Week, you and your bros tied one off and you got Tweety tatted on your ankle. Whatever the case, I do believe in the old, and pertinent adage "your body, your choice." But on the beach, when you’re revealed in the most public of ways, it's basically an open invitation for women to critique you. You should cover bad ink up to the best of your ability (maybe even employ some heavy-coverage makeup or cream from your local drug store — or consider permanent removal). Conversely, a good tattoo, and one that’s deeply meaningful to you, is not only sexy as hell, but something to wear with pride.