Right, as you have gathered already (hopefully), today was the day i went to have my nose pierced.
At A Glance Author Kate Contact misskknott89@hotmail.com When It just happened Studio Mystic World Location Newton Abbot, UK Infact, I had it pierced approximately 35 minutes ago (would have written this sooner, but I did have to make the long walk back from town (with a costa coffee for good measure!! Well, i did deserve it)
Anyway, I finally plucked up the courage to have it done. I wouldn't have said I was scared or worried at all, because in my eyes, having a nose pierced isn't that much of a big deal at all compared to some modifications people have done!
I actually decided to get it pierced the friday just gone (4 days ago) but i chickened out, mainly because I had to ring a bell in a tiny teeny room to get someone's attention (if you know what I mean), and i felt a bit of a twit doing that (don't ask me why, im weird like that) so i put it off.
I hadn't actually 'planned' to get my nose pierced, I guess it just happened really. My friend came back from Australia and she had had her's done over there, and it looked nice, so I thought 'why not'?!
Once I had got it into my head that I was going to have it done, I just HAD to make sure I did it.
So, this is where today comes into it. I called my friend (The one who went to Australia) to see if she would be so kind as to come with me, as i knew I would just chicken out if i went on my todd.
I walked to the car park where we had arranged to meet and all I could think of was 'why oh why am I doing this?!'. Those negative thoughts were simply due to, mainly, my Mother's opinion on getting it done.
Like every other parent out there (unless your parents are open minded, in which case, lucky you) she thought it was a bad idea, and her exact words were 'If you get it done, you will end up looking like a tart'.
I must admit, this DID make me think twice about getting it done. Obviously i didn't want to end up looking like a tart. But deep down I knew I wouldn't. I am me, and I am NOT a tart (I hope i'm not anyway), and im buggered if im going to let a teeny tiny nose piercing suddenly make me one.
Its that kind of attitude that really bugs me. People stereotyping JUST because im considering getting a nose piercing. I suppose it made me more determined to get it done (well i know for a fact it did, I wanted to prove to my mother that she was WRONG! wrong wrong wrong!!)
I started looking on BME (fabulous!!) for photos and stories, and read lots of them to get an idea of what i was getting myself into. They really helped, and I was sure I wanted it done.
So, I meet my friend and we head to the studio - 'Mystic World'. Once inside, the nice receptionist (if thats what you call the girl on the till...?) did the standard things i.e. asked me what I wanted doing, took my details, and my money and asked me what jewellery I wanted. Once that was all done and dusted I stood around waiting for the piercer to call me in. It seemed like a loooong time. But it wasn't, it was the nerves.
When I was called into the little room out the back, the piercer explained about the hygiene and cleansing procedure (boiling water and salt). She also told me NOT to use moisturizers, blusher/bronzer or any of those kind of things around the new piercing. And the asked what side I wanted pierced.
Okay, so thats all out of the way. Its time to be pierced!
I'm sitting down, and the lady sterilizes my nose thoroughly. She then puts a dot on it, and asks me to check in the mirror to see if I agree with the location. I don't. So I tell her and she moves it into the perfect place. All set to go.
She 'clamps' she right side of my nostril and then I take one last look at my friend, as if im just about to die or something. The lady says breathe in and then out, but im too nervous to even THINK about breathing right now. And then Wham Bam Thank You Man. The needle has shot through my nostril. She fiddles around for what seems like an eternity, putting the stud in. But then after about 7 seconds, my ordeal is finally over.
Im not going to lie - It hurt like a mother smucking bitch! But thats just me. Although its funny, 'cause I have quite a high pain tolerance. My tragus was fine and my ears, but God, this did hurt.
But the pain only lasted for approx 7 seconds, then it was gone. It felt warm after, a funny sensation. And then it bled a little.
Now its totally ok, doesn't hurt, and it looks great. Im looking forward to when it heals completely, so I can change it to a smaller stud.
Now i've just got to pluck up the courage to get my new tattoo next week!!