I had wanted a Monroe since I first saw a girl who had one, about a year ago. I thought it was the prettiest thing I've ever seen and I knew right then I had to have one. I mentioned it to my mom and she said "absolutely not". Then I met my ex-boyfriend Jay, who loved Monroes. Well, then I wanted one even more.
At A Glance Author PiXie Contact PiXie@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Jennifer Studio Randy Adam's Tattoo Studio Location Fort Worth, TeXas So I got out of high school at the end of May and I decided I would continue to pester my mom about the piercing until she gave in. Well about a week later, she finally agreed that she would sign for me if I promised I would never ask her for another piercing. She even had me sign a paper saying I wouldn't ever ask again and that I would never get a tattoo (I still plan to anyway). So I did and I jumped around screaming while my mom and my best friend stared at me. I was just so excited.
The next day was Monday, and I had summer school. I begged my mom to take me that day when she came home from work, but she wouldn't. So Tuesday passed and I asked again. She said no, we could go Wednesday because that was her half-day at work. So all day Wednesday at school I was so excited about my Monroe. It's all I could think about. When I got out of school, I picked up my best friend from her house and went to her boyfriend's house to get Jay.
Finally, about two hours later my mom called and told me to meet her at the place. I had my belly button pierced there (and since then, my nose as well) and I liked the people who worked there. I wouldn't tell Jay what piercing I was getting and he was getting mad since my best friend knew and he didn't. I finally gave in and told him, and even though he wasn't as excited as I thought he'd be, I was still jumping for joy.
It took about 20 minutes to get from my best friend's boyfriend's apartment to Randy Adam's. The whole way there I was panicking and basically screaming because I was so nervous. My belly button hadn't hurt at all, but I watched Jay pierce his own libre and I thought that area must be painful. I took some Advil beforehand, and drank a Coke so I wouldn't pass out. My mom met us up there and shook her head like she couldn't believe I was going to go through with this. And I was just jumping around and generally being hyper.
We went in and walked back to the piercing area. The guy behind the counter asked what we needed and I told him I wanted a Monroe. He asked if I was 18 and I said no, but I have I.D. and my mom is with me and she has I.D. too. So he said that was fine and we showed our driver's licenses and he gave us paperwork to fill out while he went to photocopy our I.D. He came back about five minutes later and wrote "Marilyn" in the space where it asked what piercing was to be done. He told us it would be about 15 or 20 minutes while they got the room ready.
So me and my mom and my best friend went to look at the tattoo designs on the walls and Jay went outside to smoke. There are some tattoos that I was just thinking "who would get those?" but I know someone probably has. I think if you're going to get a tattoo, you should have the artist draw out a design, not pick one that you know someone else (probably) already has. But anyway, we looked at the designs for a while and then went back to the piercing area and sat down. We waited about 5 more minutes and then Jennifer came up to get me.
She told me I could bring one person back with me, so I brought my mom. She brought me into the piercing room and sat me down in the chair. Then she cleaned the area off with alcohol. She asked which side I wanted it on and I asked if she could draw on both so I could choose. She did and I went out to ask Jay and my friend which side they thought. They said left, but I chose the right side. So she rubbed the other dot off.
I swished with Listerine for a minute and then it was time. I was so scared. She had been changing her gloves alot and even though I knew this was good, it made me more nervous. I just wanted to get it over with. So finally she clamped the area and lifted my lip. I was holding my mom's hand (I'm a baby) and squeezing and I felt the needle start to push through.
It didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would, but it was no walk in the park. Then she put the jewelry in, which was also painful, but not as much. Then she made sure the ball was screwed on tightly and told me to go to the mirror on the wall and look. I was surprised at how different it made me look. The ball was sort of bigger than I wanted, but I knew I could eventually change it. Also, it was sticking out of my face more than I thought it would, but Jennifer told me as soon as it settled into my gum area, it wouldn't look that way.
I could tell my mom was freaking out (she had never seen a Monroe before), but she didn't say anything. Then Jennifer told me I could change the flatback in 3 months and she went over the cleaning procedures with me and gave me a care sheet. She wrote her phone number on it and told me to call if I had any questions.
I had my Monroe for 2 days before my assistant principal at summer school made me take it out. I actually cried when I had to take it out because I had wanted it so bad. My mom said she would take me to get it done again when summer school was over, but then she wouldn't. She said it looked like I had a big pimple on my face and she didn't like it. So I got my nose pierced instead.
But, now I can tell my mom is considering it again. I asked her about it the other day and she seemed willing to discuss it. I'll be 18 in 6 months, so even if she doesn't sign for me, I plan to have it done again then.