Being quite the rebellious young madam in my early teenage years, I loved to freak out my mum and my teachers by turning up with a new piercing every couple of months (or however long it took me to save up another 50 or so bucks). However I quickly grew out of this phase and by the time I turned 18 all I had left was two holes in each of my ear lobes and several little bumps where all the old ones had closed over.
At A Glance Author MJH Contact MJH@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Nic Fletcher Studio Illicit HQ Location Karangahape Rd, Auckland, New Zealand
Though I am thoroughly 'over' the look of facial piercings on myself, I still love the adrenaline rush of getting pierced and missed having (for reasons unbeknownst to me) bars of metal through my skin! To satisfy my urges for another piercing, I started stretching my ear lobes. Though I love my plugs, it just didn't fulfill me the same way a new piercing does. Then one day after getting my Brazilian, I was moisturizing down there and a thought of how pretty it would be to have a nice gold ring right above my clit popped in to my head. It seemed to make so much sense - it's sexy, looks gorgeous, no one has to know I have it except me, my boyfriend and whoever else I choose to tell, and fits my quirky personality! So the next day I asked my boyfriend how he felt about clit piercings - his eyes widened and he just nodded and said "mean". He's a man of few words, so I knew this meant he was very favorable towards the idea. That was that conversation over and I decided to get it done the next day. This is the great thing for me about piercings; you can get them on impulse and if you don't like it - just take it out! Not like a tattoo!
The next day I called Illicit HQ which is a pretty well known and highly regarded piercing and tattoo parlour in central Auckland. I'd had a couple of piercings done there before and the piercer there, Nic, is an awesome guy, so I just automatically thought of them for my piercing. I booked it in for 4 that afternoon. Nic was there waiting for me when I arrived and we discussed vertical vs. horizontal piercings. I was surprised when he said that more women get the vertical hood piercings. Personally I think horizontal looks way better and makes more sense for that piece of skin which looks like it is just waiting to get pierced. Plus I wanted a cute little ring with a diamond on it. So we decided on horizontal, and a 12 gauge ring (minus the diamond - I'll get one of those when it's all healed up). Done! Out to the back room we went...
My hands were sweating and I was a little nervous, but that's what I love about it. For me, getting a piercing is like a release of tension, and an empowering and therapeutic experience. I wasn't nervous about the fact it was a genital piercing or that I had to drop my drawers in front of a male piercer - he's very professional and I didn't really think of it as any different from getting a Brazilian or a having a pap smear. I knew he'd probably done a million of them before anyway. While he was setting up I just sat there chatting away about nothing, which I always do when I'm nervous before a piercing. I think I was telling him why I decided to get this particular piercing and how many piercings I have had before. Then I felt silly because he probably has fifteen piercings on his face alone, so my list was not that impressive in comparison.
When he was ready he sat down in front of me and told me to spread my legs and rest my feet on his feet. He cleaned me up with something which was probably iodine and marked the spot with a toothpick looking thing dipped in some kind of ink. He was explaining everything to me as he did it but I wasn't really listening, I just wanted it to be over and done with! Then he put the clamp on which didn't hurt at all, which made me think maybe it won't be so bad after all (I remembered getting my tragus done when the clamp hurt more than the actual piercing.) Though he did have to keep reminding me to relax - my thighs kept tensing up bringing my knees together! He helped me out with my breathing for a minute or two. This is the hardest part for me - trying to focus on my breathing and think of something else all the while knowing there is about to be a needle going through your flesh at any second which is going to hurt like something else. Finally, deep breath in...and...out... Now I'm not going to lie to you people, it hurt like a mother and I yelled out something obscene. But that was only for about half a second, then the ring was in and it was all over.
The interesting part came next, I had like, a mini orgasm - all the blood seemed to rush back to my fingertips and toes in that sensation that you get when you're having an orgasm. It was incredible. Nic laughed a bit while I sat there trying to gather myself back to normal. He talked about cleaning and all that, again I wasn't really listening - I was in a daze from the adrenaline! I couldn't stop looking at it either; it was exactly what I wanted. I felt fine after a minute or two and put my pants back on. But I must have still been a bit muddled because I forgot to do up my belt and walked out in the store with my belt undone. What a dork!
I signed the 'victims' book' with "best piercing I've ever had!" I couldn't feel it at all even though I was wearing tight jeans and had to catch the bus home. My boyfriend loves it, though we can't have sex for a couple of weeks and he'll have to be extra gentle. But more importantly I love it too! It makes me feel super sexy and I like the fact that it's secretive and not just for "image" or to show off. I definitely recommend this piercing to any girl thinking about getting one!