When I first came into the piercing/body modification scene I was just a youngster. Seventeen when I got my navel done...back then it was risky! Quickly I became a regular with my piercer, Morganna. Over the last 13 years I've pretty much had it all done...you know...the "if you can pinch it, then you can pierce it" kind of thing. Then the real world struck me. My profession forced me to take out all my visible piercings. Goodbye nose ring, eyebrow ring and tongue stud. I felt naked. Really that simple. I grieved for weeks.
At A Glance Author Purplemage Contact Purplemage@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Morganna Studio Liquid Tattoo Location Lansing, MI I always loved the idea of genital piercings but...well, quite frankly...I thought it would somehow make me a little freakier than I'd like to be. I dreamt of all the beautiful and fun things that could be done with female genital piercings. I asked my piercer to evaluate my anatomy for genital piercing possibilities and the outcome was not good. I was too fat down there for anything to really work. We tried anyway...a HCH...grew out in 6 days flat; an outer labia - what was I thinking- (it was an inch thick and squished between my thighs)? I gave up, but continued to look at pictures of other girl's beautifully decorated anatomy. Then I saw it. The Christina. OH how I dreamt of such a beautiful, delicate, feminine, functional piercing. Dreamt was all I did for 10 years.
About 6 months ago I decided I didn't want to be fat anymore. I lost a tremendous amount of weight and wanted to commemorate my weight loss with something material. Then it occurred to me...The Christina. The decision to do this happened over a period of 4 days. Four days of constant thought and checking my anatomy and asking a million questions to anyone who I thought might know anything. I hadn't talked to Morganna in over 8 years. Through several phone calls I was able to track her down and she was still local. She didn't seem to have any negative experiences to mention about healing a Christina and stated that she has done many successful ones.
With my arsenal of past jewelry in hand, my husband and I went to visit Morganna. The anxiety was like none I've had before. I mean...what happens when you get older? Why would I be more afraid now than I was 10 years ago? Morganna said that because she has known me for so long and because I had purchased all my jewelry from her, she would see if I already had anything suitable for the Christina in my collection.
I spent over an hour calming myself down, before we actually made it into the piercing room where she was set up and ready to go. The rest is really quite simple. She told me I have a wonderful ridge for a Christina and that I would be a perfect candidate, although it would be a thick piercing. (I already knew that.) We spent a long time marking and making sure everything was spot on. I wanted the aesthetics of a jewel on my mound with the functionality of a bead on the upper hood of my clit. Not too much to ask, right?!
The forceps were awful. I think I said: if you don't hurry and get those in place, I'm about to leave! I could feel the teeth in them digging in and burning and pinching as she carefully moved them to the perfect position...then they SNAPPED off. Which was a relief ... and a frustration. Forceps again. I think Morganna knew I was about to hit the ceiling and she hadn't even pierced me yet. I was afraid I was going to pee...but I didn't say that! Morganna said, let's just get this done already...deep breath in...and WHAM! Holy shit. My body involuntarily jolted and arched up, legs wanting to slam shut and quivering. I mean, do people die from intense pain? There really aren't words to describe it...let's just say that it's a splendid thing that the piercing only takes about 3 seconds.
I couldn't let her put the jewelry through...I needed to take a few seconds to come down...I was dreading the jewelry going in. I began to feel a huge lump well up in my throat...like I was going to cry. I told her to go ahead and put the jewelry in. It wasn't too bad and we were done. There's a distinct possibility that this is one of those piercings that you know you won't be doing again if it doesn't work the first time.
It's soooo beautiful. I LOVE it. I feel soooo good, so special and so pretty. It didn't hurt one bit after we left. I can even cross my legs with no trouble. I am now dreaming of all the beautiful jewelry I can put down there when it's healed!
And, for those of you wondering. No, I didn't cry.