I watched Oprah
get her ears pierced for her 51sth birthday. My aunt got hers pierced before her 70th
birthday. So why have I been waiting so
long? I checked the internet for local
places that pierce ears and their costs.
Most do the ear piercing free if you buy you first pair of earrings
and/or a piercing kit with cleaning solution from them.
Anyway, she put dots on my ears and had me check them to
make sure they looked even. Then she told
me I would feel a slight pinch when she shot my selected earrings in using her piercing gun. I did not react as bad as Oprah, but I agree
that was no pinch! It was worse than
getting a shot! The first ear felt like
3 fat needles poking through me. The 2nd
ear went better. She offered that perhaps
one of my lobes was fatter than the other.
Except for 6 weeks of turning and cleaning, it is done. I guess I will see how well I do at trying to
poke earing studs through that tiny hole next month.
I was in one of the stores today and went over to get a look
at what the earrings looked like for real.
The girl behind the counter was very nice and offered to do it right
then and there. I decided, why wait? Just
do it before you chicken out again! The
girl asked if my ears had been pierced before and just grew together or were torn. I said no, I just have earlobe creases
(not repaired torn piercings or wrinkles due to aging).
Note: Earlobe creases may be a sign of dehydration –
so drink more water. Some say these
creases could be an early-warning sign of heart problems - so if you have weird
ear lope wrinkles you might want to consult a doctor. |
| Pierced Ear |
1 comment:
I got my first when I was four, and it was horrible!
Back story: My mom tasked my babysitter with taking me for a haircut. It was supposed to be a trim, but instead, the hairdresser lopped off my beautiful curls into a pixie cut. Even at four, I was vain and cried my eyes out the rest of the day—I swore I looked like a boy.
To make me feel better, my mom took me out to get my ears pierced. I went to a jewelry place in the mall, but they only did one ear at a time (not like the double guns they use nowadays). First ear was my left—and I screamed bloody murder. The jeweler said to me, "Do you want to look like a boy?" which sent me into a further tizzy given my haircut.
I finally settled down enough to get the right ear pierced, but I certainly won't forget it.
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