So, typical suburban girl, fed up with typical friends, family, and school. Decides to do "the extreme" by getting a facial piercing. You know the rest.
At A Glance Author LaurPa Contact laura_km@hotmail.com When Three months ago Artist Steve Studio Xtremities Location Mississauga I guess it all goes back to when I was young. Raised on Led Zepplin and The Beatles, what else would my parents expect? I was instantly attracted to facial piercings, especially those of the lip sort. At around the age of 13, I faced my fears and brought it up to the parentals. Didn't work. I was told to bring the subject up when I was 16. No matter how much bitching and moaning i threw at them, it was not going to happen. Thankfully I was smart enough to know not to go to a piercer who would pierce a minor without parental concent. I sucked it up, and painfully awaited by 16th birthday.
**Fast forward 3 years**
During these three LONG years, i watched jealously as people I knew marked their bodies. Usually in the form of the bellybutton. Now, I have nothing against belly button piercings, but I was never the type to have anything else someone else had. I wanted the attention from doing something "different".
It seems my parents had forgotten..."forgotten" may I say, the entire piercing subject. Again, I asked my Mom. She said no to any sort of lip piercing. I realized soon after that I was of legal age to do the deed on my own, no parents needed. I thought long and hard, and did TONS of research about the possibility. I couldn't do it. The thought of disappointing my parents or ruining their trust in me (which was earned don't even get me started!) it just didn't seem to be worth it. I blame this on my wonderful upbringing, damn them and their excellent parenting!
So anywho, I let it go for about a month. Then one day in the car, driving home from school, my Mom made me a proposition in hopes to make me shut up. I was given the O.K. to get an eyebrow piercing(!!!) It seems my Mom had a talk with Mr. Dentist, and said there was no way she was going to have one of my teeth chip from a lip piercing since she spend $5000 on braces for me. I reluctantly accepted the eyebrow proposal, and jumped for joy in my own mind.
As soon as it was confirmed, I call my best friend and shared the good news. I waited a whole 3 days before dropping by Xtremeties to get it done.
The whole process took about 10-15 minutes, but I'll go though the details with you. I was glad we went to Xtremeties because there just so happened to be a very handsome tattoo guy (Thumbs up :)) I filled out the forms and sat in the doctor chair dealy as Steve set things up. Now, I don't have any sort of love affair with needles, and the thought of one going completely through my body wasn't helping the anxiety. I lay down, and Steve explained the whole process to me. After marking the spot, and placing on the clamps, I was to take a deep breath in and hold for 3 seconds until he told me to let it out, and he then would pierce. I did as I was told, and was pleased to find no pain. It felt like pressure, not much more. Trust me people, I am no fan of pain, I am the one avoiding conflict or pain at any means possible. If this didn't hurt me, it's looking bright for you my friend! I took two Advil every 4 hours for about two days, which ended the swelling. Bruising was a whol e other story. The area just under the bottom hole was neon yellow for a good week and a half. It looked like a makeup project gone terribly wrong...on one eye. Besides that, I had the most beautiful thing on my face I had ever seen. The healing process went great, I couldn't have asked for anything more.
During this whole process I was in dire need of a job. To my luck I got a job, which did not allow facial piercings. Now I won't name names, (**cough**The Children's Place**cough**) but this was a very strict rule. The job payed great so I decided it was fine to remove my beauty while working, considering it was all healed up. Other then being a tad pissy putting it in and out frequently, all was going well.
Now for the climax. After working a grueling 10 hour boxing day shift, I was horrified to have trouble getting the barbell back in. Now the smart thing to do would have to go back to Xtremeties immediately and have them do it while the hole was still fresh, sadly I am not the sharpest tool in the shed. I accepted my fate, and felt even crappier after recieving a new barbell for Christmas.
I was not going to give up my beauty this easy, I went back to Xtremeties to get it re-done. Again, very glad to see hot tattoo guy there! For some reason I was more nervous getting it re-done, I heard nasty things about scar tissue and such. I guess those people were right because this time, all didn't go so well. The piercing stung a bit, and sitting up right after led to me labelled "a fainter". Yes, I fainted. Luckly, Steve was standing behind me, he caught me and dragged me back to the chair. After some water I felt fine and all was well in my world.
A month after my second installment, i am so happy to have it back. I felt incomplete without it. Alas, I am currently considering getting my bellybutton pierced.