I got my labret pierced!!!! Shoot me now, I am the happiest girl in the world!!!!!
Well, on Sunday night I got a new eyebrow ring for Christmas. But I could not get the one I had currently in out. So I called up my piercer, John and asked him to do it for me today. He said sure and I made an appointment for 3:30. I got to John's house (yes, he pierces out of his house, but its entirely sanitary and regulated) around 3:45. He was waiting for me, but didn't really recognize me from the time I got my eyebrow pierced because my hair is now blue and was blonde back then. But I told him who I was and he remembered me. I showed him my eyebrow ring that I wanted in and he frowned. He told me since it was rainbow colored (titanium...never buy any jewelry made out of this!!!) the colors would come off inside my eyebrow and it would get infected. So, we looked through the beads he had but none of them satisfied me, so I was about to have made a pointless trip. Then I suddenly asked:
"I was wondering if you could pierce my labret?"
John:"How old are you again?"
Me:"I'm 18."
John:"Ok, that's 60 smackers, fill these papers out and sit down in that chair."
So, I did as he said and sat in the chair, excited and nervous and scared all in one. I didn't really expect any pain because my eyebrow hadn't hurt a lick. He marked below my lower lip line and asked me if that was ok. I told him it was so he cleaned the area (I wonder why he didn't make me rinse my mouth out with listerine....?) and clamped it, then asked me if I was ready, i nooded, and he stuck the needle through. IT HURT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It hurt like a bitch, lemme tell ya.
I looked in the mirror with a long needle sticking through my face and blood dripped and i smiled. Then he put a labret stud through and wiped most of the blood away and the real pain began. It was throbbing and becoming swollen, but I still loved it.
Then I remembered I had to go home. And I really didn't want to. But I had to. I walked in the door and looked straight at Perry and he says "Oh my God, look what she's done" and my mom came and she started yelling and telling me it was disgusting and she was so angry. She banished me upstairs. Then later she told me if I get anything else pierced I am out of the house. She thinks I hate myself because I like to get holes in my face. I don't see that. I see myself spending a lot of money on making myself more beautiful. I wouldn't make the effort if I hated myself.
I love my piercing!! I look the awesomest. Here are pics of me with it: