About four months, well in September, I got my first piercing, a labret to the right side of my bottom lip. If I am honest, it was a brilliant introduction to piercing, was a comfortable and easy going procedure, and I loved it the moment it was done. Since then, I've only had one more; my ear, which I am carefully going about stretching at the moment, to cut down on the need for more piercings.
At A Glance Author Mitch Contact Mitch@bme.anon When A month ago Artist "Dr Bob" Studio Tattoo, Studio Location Bristol, England Needless to say, it started a craving for other holes in my body, and so, as I have such an obsessive compulsive disorder about symmetry in piercings, I wanted snakebites, to even out my face. Your piercings are yours, not anyone else's, and for your own aesthetic. So I knew it was what I wanted, even if everyone else thought otherwise. I had asked work and college again, and both were fine, surprisingly, so now, all I had to do was persuade the parents. Mmm.
My other review tells of my research into piercing, and how worried I was about every aspect. I'd got over that by now, and I told my parents that I knew snakebites were what I wanted. I would not recommend TELLING them. Mine did not take it well. The Father was telling me "not to dictate my life to him" and "if I even debate getting another done, I will face consequences."
I'd been through all of that with the previous experience, and foolishly, I told them I would not make another agreement with them. I think they practically gave up, to see if I had the guts to go through with it.
Sucks to be them.
I wasn't proud of doing it, and would never tell anyone else to. But the ends justified the means too much in my case. You will see why you should never rebel now, kids.
I took my ID (Although I was nearly 17, I could never pull off 16 without a guardian), and traversed down to the centre of town, to the shop where they did my first piercing. Dr Bob recognised me, and took me in, asked what I wanted, explained it all again, went through the same procedure, and I came to the actual act.
I was horrifically nervous. If something went wrong, I had a 14 year old girl to scrabble onto rather than a parent. I told him I was ready, he drew the dot, and I agreed; he numbed the "spot", with the banana flavoured liquid shooting into his face rather than my mouth.
He sat me up to do this one, which was strange, as I led down when he did the other. He told me to breath in and out again, and he got his gloves on, opened the packet, and smiled at my friend, who was quite content in standing in the far corner of the small, cosy room. The needle pushed through, and it hurt a lot more than the first time, and I could feel it go through on an angle. When I went to close my mouth, to conceal the dribble, my teeth hit the needle, and my friend winced. Dr Bob cut the needle, put in the bar screwed it on, and I paid and left, telling him I'd hope to see him again soon. I was promised a discount. Score.
When I got home, the parents reacted very well. "Couldn't resist then? Looks dreadful, but it's done now, eh?"
I was shocked to say the least.
The consequences were quite severe at the start; neither Mum nor Dad spoke to me as a human for a few days, and transport to and from work was a problem, but after showing initiative and independence, they both seemed okay, and were pleased how I went about it. I was forced, practically at gun point, to promise not to have ANY more piercings until I am 18. Although they mean a lot to me, I think the punishments will be much more severe if I got another, and another year and a few months isn't that long, right?
The aftercare was a bit bumpy; I was not nearly strict enough on cleaning, and it got a bit irritated a few times, but went down, and was healed within eight weeks like the other.
I've had my snakebites for, what, nearly 2 months now. They both look amazing, even though the second is tiny bit angular when I grin like a fool, and I am so glad I went through with it.
NEVER would I admit that rebelling was a good idea, as when the piercing did go a bit down hill, the only support I would have relied on was not there, which was a bit daunting, but I know that piercings will mean a lot to me in the long run, and even if I take these out, I will always have an interest and a want for more.
Over and Out.