Most people have the privilege of piercing their ears, I am not one of them. Yes it makes me jealous, but there isn't much I can do about it. There are too many veins in my ears so anything that goes through just causes them to swell and bleed. So, instead of attempting to pierce that part of my body year after year, I wanted to expand my horizon and get my eyebrow done.
At A Glance Author klaneeko Contact klaneeko@bme.anon When Two years ago Studio phat kat Location ma
I was only 17 at the time, and the studio I went to required the customer to be at least 18 years of age. That came as a problem considering I lived with my best friend and his father. I persisted in telling the owner that my mom lived over 50 miles away, but rules are rules... who am I to break them? Disappointed and rather aggravated, I decided to ask my friends father to take me. He didn't think it was such a great idea because he wasn't my legal guardian. I guess not many people like to lie nowadays! It took some persuasion, but he finally decided to come with me and pretend to be my father for a day.
It was a bit uncomfortable trying to pass a friend's parent as my own, but I did. I made the appointment, and went on down. I didn't know much about the studio. I had been pierced once there before, but the person that had pierced me was recently fired due to conflicting differences. Not my business, but maybe it should have signaled that light bulb above my head. Not everything is right when people are getting fired all the time. I bit my tongue, and stayed there nonetheless. Everyone seemed friendly enough, but isn't everybody when money is involved?
I was there maybe a half an hour before we'd gotten started. First I had to pick the jewelry that I wanted, and had the play by play on how the piercing was going to be done. Everything was professional, no worries at all. No worries until the piercing actually took place.
The room where they pierce you was slightly in the back. It was out of the public's view so you could maintain your privacy. I was happy about that. I don't exactly get excited about people watching me endure pain. The person piercing me was a middle-aged women. She was fairly nice, and took a bit of time asking me where and how I wanted the piercing done. Customer knows best right? She seemed so anal about getting the placement of the holes just right, I didn't doubt for a minute that she'd mess up. I was wrong.
I honestly thought everything would be okay. She used a blue marker to make the points where the piercing would go. I even had a mirror to ensure her decisions were correct. She then sterilized the piercing and piercing equipment, then proceeded onto the next step. It wasn't until halfway through the piercing that I started to worry.
I guess the lady piercing me was having a hard time aligning the holes up correctly. She kept asking me to move closer to her. I moved as close as I could. I could literally smell her breath and the scent of her hair, but she didn't agree that I was as close as I could get. I was trying not to let my nerves get the best of me, but it's difficult when the person piercing you loses confidence halfway through the procedure.
She finally got the ring itself through, but failed at making the hole deep enough. It was to the point where you could see the metal underneath my skin. I'd never had an eyebrow ring before, I wasn't sure how it was supposed to look. I'd imagine it would vary from person to person. I wasn't going to argue with her though. What's done was done, and there was no turning back. The only high point of sitting in that room in the back of the studio getting poorly pierced, was that I didn't bleed that much afterwards. Probably because it was just barely below the first layer of my skin!
I never said anything about how shallow it was, but I could tell the people there were a bit worried. I was asked to go back three weeks prior to that day. I never knew you had a follow-up appointment, especially for something as simple as an eyebrow ring. I never went back for that follow-up. The piercing was so shallow, that it rejected itself within those three weeks. I should of gone back demanding a retry, but I decided it was best to seek out other piercing studios. The next time I get a piercing, it will be from a respectable studio and not one I know hardly anything about.