I'm a shallow and impulsive person by nature but even I felt being pierced was a religious experience and since I'm an atheist by religious I mean sexual. Seriously though a week before I had my piercing I attended a mass in the park, I felt nothing. But getting my piercing done I felt so many things, anticipation, second thoughts, about two moments of exquisite pain(which I blotted out my concentrating on the beauty of my piercer), no light headedness, "oh god what have I done" and infatuation for my piercer. She didn't straddle me to keep me steady when piercing me like I imagined but she did place her gloved fingers in my mouth, her shaved head needed to be cut and was quite fuzzy, I stared at her to the limits of politeness.
At A Glance Author Nopperabou Contact Phaleg36@yahoo.ie When A week ago Artist Ciara Studio Swineline Location Waterford I was just going to browse but then she asked me if I needed help. I kept licking my lip knowing that soon I wouldn't be able to do that anymore. I have a thing for artists and here was one who used her own body as canvas and art and for a small fee she would perform, using my flesh as clay or something. She's so nice she's like if Pinhead had a sexy half-human teenage daughter. She gets stared at wherever she goes, such raw beauty. She has two labrets, a big honking nose ring, a safety pin in her ear, a medusa, a monroe, a picture of a cube on her arm and like a sunflower on her belly, she was really a self-made beauty. None of the people from school have seen it yet I can't wait to be made fun of by Ronan and Dave they're gonna rag on me so much. I got it for alot of reasons, trying to enter the cool youthful world of people I know, rebelling against the bogus values of my folks, making girls think about kissing me, and being penetrated by a beautiful cyborg woman. Embarassingly Ciara approached me to meas ure the ring and I recoiled thinking for a second she was just going to tag me with it but she wasn't that strong.
Now I can feel hard metal where before I felt flesh, here is a part of my body that will never wrinkle or sag like my ass will eventually. I can walk around one of Ciara's models because she stuck a shiny thing in my face. The mouthwash was burny like whisky and quite nice. Ciara assured me that nobody got the same needle twice I assured her I was not a health cop. She marked where she was going to put it and showed me in a bony hand mirror. Then came the clamp and then the needle. It felt really good when the ring broke trough, a great relief. I asked Ciara if I looked like a dork but she said I looked cool and I think meant it, mind you I had made a day of it and wore my best alternative clothes and did my hair all nice. Piercing your lips means a certain commitment to this lifestyle but its not like it was its not just for punks or goths, geeks and others can have one or two done.
All in all it was a positive experience though not as personal as my tattoo. I have to talk one of my impressionable friends into having something pierced so I accompany them for moral support and see her in action again. My one disappointment, at no time did I see red, there was no blood.
Oh Ciara I know you don't like men and that's besides the point when you think about what I'm like but I love you. I'll probably end up with a big earring beard just so I can see you again regularly.
A number of things put me off, an apish sweaty man having a picture of a navy gunship carved into his flab and the fact the rings just came in a big tray mixed in with rings for other body parts rather then in a nice velvet display case like in a jewelers. I was taking my time picking one out but as soon as I saw Ciara was being called in I was like bugger it.
I had been warned that Ciara took forever, was a bad piercer on top of being a lesbian and I'd get infected but not so. Sure her hands were shaking but thats just because she was drunk. Also hearing "thats the hard part over for you now comes the tricky part for me" did little to put me at my ease. But she did a great job. I love my mouth piercing, my mouth doesn't know what's going on but it got me my British girlfriend back so yay. Also the people at college are going to freak when they see it. I've broken alot of the rules about after piercing care, I can resist oral sex however I cannot resist the charms of cheese and have eaten but not drunk dairy. You also can't drink beer which takes the piss. Upside if a gang of yobs beats me near to death and rip it out I can claim a free one.
Ahhh I'll never look respectable again no matter what I wear. Shit how am I going to get a job?
Disclaimer: This experience was written while drunk.