Almost exactly a year ago, after contracting that highly contagious and overwhelming disorder (id like to think it's more of an 'order' though) they call a piercing addiction I fell in love with the idea of wearing tiny 16ga bars through both of my tragus.
At A Glance Author xjustxtarax Contact xjustxtarax@bme.anon When A year ago Artist Tanya Studio Primal Urge Location Perth I've worn many and various piercings in my ears over the past 7 years, including twin industrials on my left ear, which I took out and left to heal because I never really thought they suited me very well, even though I was madly in love with them. I had my conch's pieced and wore 12ga rings through them both for about 11 months, but I've since taken them out because they never really healed nicely. That was a really hard decision because for me my conch's were my first major body modification and I loved wearing them. So now, enough of memory lane, the basic idea is that my lobes and outer cartilage had been littered with a mash of understated piercings for the preceding year. I had my heart set on my tragus idea, I had obsessed over them for about 3 months when I finally had the time to go into Primal.
It was a really nice September day and I woke up smiling with anticipation, this was to be the last morning I would awake without my tragus pierced. I gathered my things and headed of to the city in my little blue car, listening to the Pixies with my window down and the wind on my clichéd face :)........... no really I was just plain stoked. Anyhow, when I got to primal my heart sank when Tanya said that she didn't think my tragus would accept a piecing because they are kind of smallish and she'd do it really deep, but it would be really bad if they rejected. Then she poked her finger in my ear and asked, ever so sweetly 'would you let me pierce that bit?' I had no idea which 'bit' she meant but I was not going home without something special. It seemed then that I put all my trust in Tanya and her brilliance as we went into the piercing room.
I lay down, still curious about which piece of my ear was about to be pierced, when tanya says 'this ones a bit uncomfortable' my mind was totally elsewhere when she said this and I assumed she meant either for her to perform or the healing, not that it was a painful piercing to have done. My left ear was first so I layed sideways and watch Tanya manipulate the needle into shape and put it in a cork so it would be easy to hold. Then it was crunch time. Tanya leaned on my cheek and pushed the needle through relatively slowly, it hurt a fair bit but it was that steady searing pain rather than the type that makes you flinch and want to yelp, it wasn't too bad and I go numb after the jewellery is put in anyway, it just feels warm.
I then rolled my head over and let Tanya get at the right hand ear. AND FUCK! It stung like bitch on heat giving birth to a virgin.....it was so slow and nothing like I had expected, which I think is why I noticed it hurt, because I wasn't even thinking about what was happening to my ear, I was in so much pain, I don't mean to scare anyone but I am quite sooky when it comes to cartilage. I found myself breathing really heavily and so tense that I was apparently shaking because she asked me to be still twice. It didn't hurt so much I was close to crying but when the second one was done I was shocked that my legs had curled up by themselves. But then was that calming hot numbness of the blood rushing to the wound. Tanya handed me a mirror and I had a look, THEY WERE BEAUTIFUL!! I fell in love instantly, the little rings sit perfectly in the curve of my ear and they are just so damn sweet and kooky and I was so happy all over again, I just wanted to stare.
I took my hydrogen peroxide and sticker and left the store to meet my friend who had had her labret pierced to my surprise and we went for a wander around the city, all the while I felt like my head was one big fat hot bruised achey ball but I was so happy! I tied my hair back and all I wanted was for people to see them!! I drove home, listening to the pixies through prettier ears than before. When I got home I realized they had bled a fair bit and looked quite disturbing. They bled for about a week and I took really special care of them, cleaning the blood and crust off with the peroxide and bathing them in salty water, I peroxided them about twice a day but I was careful to remove and chunky bits during the day with a wet cotton bud. My right hand one had itself a scar tissue fest and at times I was tempted to take it out, but it healed up beautifully, as did the left one.
There isn't a day goes by when I don't think about how happy I am with my daith piercings, I get heaps of positive comments from all kinds of people and if your thinking of having your daiths done I say go for it, it's worth everything and they are such a fantastic piercing, cartilage heals so well and they are different enough without being in-your-face, which is what I am all about! Thanks for reading my experience and goodluck you!