Let me start by telling a little about myself. I am a 16 year old high school student in Rosetown, Saskatchewan, Canada. I have moderately good grades, and for the most part I keep out of trouble. Just to show that just because someone is pierced, doesn't mean they aren't normal, and aren't all "freaks" like a certain MY parents would vouch otherwise to. For the past 2 years I had been craving piercings, any piercings, all piercings, and I had decided that I wanted to get both my eyebrows pierced, because a) it looks really damn kewl, and b) it's a little less common. Also, I had seen a guy with them in a band once and I immediately fell in love with the idea of getting both my eyebrows. Eyebrow rings had always appealed to me, they just seemed to bring out a persons eyes really well, and contrary to what some say, they do not make your eyebrows look bigger. Everyone I have ever met with a brow ring has looked awesome(unless it was a bad pierce), and I had always thought it would look good on me too.
At A Glance Author funky T fresh Contact skorpius_1@hotmail.com Artist annon Studio annon Location Saskatoon, Saskatchewan So, I decided I was going to do it, and on one fateful March 10th I headed to the nearest reputable piercing shop I knew of(which was an hour drive all the way to Saskatoon). One problem though, I hadn't made an appointment, so I was going to hope for a walk-in chance. Luckily, there was an opening about 20 minutes after I showed up, so I filled out the forms and paid. Originally, my piercer wanted to pierce me at 16 gauge, but I've seen one or two 16 g eyebrows before and I personally feel they're just too damn small. Also, I had heard somewhere that there is a larger chance of regection if you pierce below 14 gauge, but that could always just be a load of bull. So, I went and looked around at a nearby clothing store for about 10 minutes to pass the time before going into the bright white halls of pierce heaven, but finally couldn't wait any longer so I went back in with my two friends, Heather and little Sara, who were dying to watch. I got in, was read my care sheet, and my piercer(sorry, I forgot your name!)put some red crap on my eyebrows, which was really weird because it ran a little. The whole place was perfectly sanitary, not a speck of anything anywhere, and I watched her change her gloves at least 8 times, so I feel safe in that I won't catch any strange disease or infection from her. She told me to take several deep breaths and on four she would pierce my eyebrow, so in on one, out on two, in on three, and out on four -- HOLY SHIT THAT WAS KEWL! I can not describe in words how it felt to be pierced for the first time, but WOW. It was by far the kewlest feeling in the world(and yes, it hurt, but in a way it felt really good at the same time). I've heard that getting the ring in can be more uncomfortable than the actual piercing, but I couldn't feel it, and after she'd wiped it off with a moist towlette(I think it was a moist towlette, I wasn't really paying attention to that), I could barely feel it. Then came the second one. Now I'd read on here that the second pierce hurts more, because you're so pumped on adrenaline from the first one that you don't feel it and thus don't expect the second one to. So, thinking this one would hurt more, I made it hurt even less. Both were a very zen-like experience, and the feeling of being pierced was worth the cost of the piercing, easily. They looked awesome, there on my face proclaiming a loud "I'm pierced, SO WHAT?" to the world! So, off I went, a new member in the world of body modifications. However, my bliss was short lived, for I soon found my parents were very-anti mods, and I was given an ultimatum-either take out the rings, or get out of the house. Now, let me say that I love my eyebrow rings, but I am not so in love with them that I am willing to live off the street. The only time they bled through the entire experience was when I took them out, after only being in for 16 hours. My only regret in the inevitability of my loss was that I did not get a picture of them. It doesn't matter that I have nothing physical to show for the money I spent, because the experience on getting them done will be with me forever, and I know the first thing I do after graduation will be to be re-united with my beautiful rings.
If anyone has any questions or comments about my story, feel free to e-mail me at skorpius_1@hotmail.com.