It all started when I was about ten years old. I saw my cousin had her bellybutton pierced and I knew I had to have it. I've always been a "good girl", minding my manners, doing what I was told without talking back. Never did anything I wasn't supposed to. After years of pleading, at fifteen, my parents said yes. I was thrilled that I finally had something so pretty, and so...secretive. I could show anyone in the blink of an eye. Or I could keep it hidden and it was my little secret.
At A Glance Author BLP When A year ago Artist can't remember Studio A Perfect Touch Location Anniston I had that done for about a year and wanted something else. I toyed with the idea of a tongue ring, but I knew my parents would NEVER agree to that. I spent a lot of time thinking about it and looking at piercings online, but I never could come up with something that I would be allowed to have. It would need to be hidden because I was still in school and they wouldn't even let guys have ear piercings. Tongue rings were against the rules, even though you can't always see them.
So, I gave up trying to get anything else done though I really wanted to. Then I finally graduated from high school. The next month I was married and moved away, where I started thinking about a new piercing all over again. But I never got the courage to do it since I was in a new place and if I was getting anything pierced, I wanted to at least see a familiar place. My husband and I moved back and I got a job in finance. A few months later, my husband and I were out shopping and came across a tattoo/piercing studio.
I had been thinking long and hard about it and wanted to get my nose pierced. I always thought the tiny little sparkle on your nose was really pretty and not too outrageous for someone introverted like me. We went in and the guy (I wish I could remember his name) started getting my information and license while I filled out some forms. Then he asked how long I'd been thinking about this and went into a story about a friend of his that got a tattoo and piercing on a whim and how big a mistake it was. I told him it's been a while and he took us back to the room.
He had me pick out the jewelry I wanted and explained that it was a screw because it would stay in better while it healed and when it was all healed that I could come back and change it if I wanted to. He opened everything in front of me and had me lay down on the table. He was really nice and was joking and talking to us to help calm me down. I was holding my husband's hand even before he started because I was so nervous! I had forgotten the anxiety and the rush of getting something pierced.
He asked if everything was all right and if I was ready to start. I said I was as ready as I'll ever be I suppose and he got started. First he had to clean out my nose a little bit. I said I was sorry if anything came out because I can imagine how gross that would be. He said that was no problem, there wasn't even anything there. He told us he had seen some people that were...clogged. That made me laugh and feel better about having a stranger's finger up my nose. Then he got out his little marker and made a dot on my nose. He had me look in the mirror to see if I liked it.
It was great. He had it in the perfect spot for my nose and I got so excited. I was really doing it! My parents didn't even know. Nobody knew I was getting it done and I was thrilled and kind of afraid all at once. He told me to take a deep breath in and out and on the second breath the needle went in. It was a sharp pain, and then it was just sore feeling. It was kind of cold which was weird, I guess it was because I was breathing through my nose instead of my mouth. I felt the needle across my mouth and was trying not to stare at him as he was right in my face. It took a minute to get the ring in and it kind of hurt because he had to twist it, which was a very odd sensation, but he said he was done and helped me up so I could look at it. It was so cute!
I had this little clear, shiny, jewel on my nose and it was just what I thought it would be! He gave me the aftercare instructions like don't touch it unless you're cleaning it, wash it with salt water every day, oh yeah-DON'T TOUCH!
Well, everything was going fine for about four or five months and what did I do? I wanted a straight nose bone. So stupid me goes and buys one, and I go home and take out the screw and put in the straight one. Don't do that. The piercer tells you these things for a reason. Nothing terrible happened, but it hurt a million times worse than the initial piercing and it bled. Then there was a scab on it for a few days. Then, there was a little red bump on the edge of it, but I soaked it in salt water a few more days and it went away.
Well, I didn't like that nose ring because it was too big so I got another one and...did it myself! I can't believe I didn't learn my lesson. I didn't do this with my belly ring, so why now? I don't know. I guess I was too lazy to drive all the way to the studio that I got it done at. Well, this time when I took it out, I couldn't get the new one in! I pushed and tried and I could not do it. I left it out all day and it bled on the inside, leaving a scab that looked black. It looked like a bigger than usual blackhead that wouldn't go away.
That night, I had to push really hard, (which hurt REALLY bad) but I finally got that sucker in. I haven't changed it since. The only problem I have now is that it seems stuck. Like, if I try to take it out, even after soaking it in warm salt water, the end is hard to get out. Maybe it's because the bottom is slightly bigger than the rest so it won't fall out. Other than that, it's great. I absolutely love it. As long as you follow the aftercare instructions correctly and DON'T MESS WITH IT, you'll be fine and will love a nose ring. I would definitely recommend getting it if you want something small but not too innocent.