Being the all-around trendsetter that I was, I have loved body modification since the tender age of ten. It started out as innocently having a mild fascination with people who had a plethora of ear piercings, but on Height-Ashbury when I was ten I saw a man covered in facial piercing; that's when it started. From that day on I was seen with one of those fake hoops in different places, always wondering what it would be like if it was real.
At A Glance Author anyonmous Contact anyonmous@bme.anon When A year ago When I hit junior high I begged my mother for a nose piercing, but she would not hear of it. I never stopped asking her, but she wouldn't even consider it. I almost had the urge to do it myself with a safety-pin, thankfully I reconsidered this idea. My mother, however, let me pierce my ears whenever I got urge. This was sufficient for awhile. Once I turned 18 I felt free, finally I could pierce whatever I wanted.
The first time I visited my best friend at her college, we went to check out the tattoo and body piercing places. We finally picked one we liked, and swore we would be back soon to exercise our new found freedom. I started to reconsider the nose idea; every high school girl was getting their nose pierced in our community, so I toyed with different places to pierce. A guy I worked with suggested my eyebrow which is something I hadn't really considered. Only a few people had their eyebrows pierced from our community. I thought about it for a month, and decided that is definitely what I wanted. Another guy that I worked with had his eyebrow pierced so I asked him if he would mind if I got mine pierced, he said no; all I had to work on was my mom. I was still living at home, and felt obligated to at least have her permission. She finally warmed up to the idea if I got a hoop, not a barbell, and I was off to finally do what I so desperately wanted. During the three hour car ride my stomach clenched up in knots. I started to reconsider the whole thing, but I knew I had to do this. I was so nervous and excited to finally be getting it done.
My friend and I decided to eat supper first, she almost backed out, but I finally coaxed her into doing it with me. We headed to the shop, so we could get pierced, my friend was getting her labret, and I was finally getting my eyebrow. After the initial paper signing I paid, selected a hoop and sat down in the chair. She marked my eyebrow, and I agreed on the placing. She gave me a Kleenex telling me my eye would water, and to close my eye. She put the clamp on, and all I felt was the pressure of the needle going into my skin. It didn't hurt at all. The piercer told me to open my eyes, and I had a hoop in my eyebrow. It only bled a drop, and I absolutely loved it.
The woman, who pierced my eyebrow, was very friendly and gentle; also she had a lot of experience. I felt very comfortable in her hands. I called my mom to tell her I actually went through with it; she groaned hoping that I had chickened out. I told her how much I liked it, and she was genuinely happy. On the ride home I called my boss to tell him what I had done, he just laughed and asked me if I was going to go drink away the pain. Once back in the dorm bathroom, my friend and I checked out our new piercings in the mirror. We were elated. I felt odd at first with this foreign thing on my face, but I finally got used to it. I felt cooler somehow. It's amazing what a piece of metal through your flesh can do for your self confidence. I don't feel that way now; it's just a part of me. When I look in the mirror it sometimes goes unnoticed.
It was an easy piercing to care for and besides some minor pus for a week or so, nothing worse happened. I was scared that it was starting to migrate out, every week I would ask my mom in a nervous voice if it was still pierced as much as it was. It did migrate a little, but nothing serious. After about six weeks I got sick of the hoop and went and had a barbell put in. I love it even more, and my mom has even said it was cute. I absolutely love my eyebrow piercing, and couldn't imagine my face without it. It's such a part of me now. I'm glad that I thought through the whole situation and waited until I was sure that's what I wanted pierced. It was an easy first body piercing, and I can't wait to get more.