At A Glance Author Oops1988 Contact oppss1988@yahoo.com When Three months ago Artist Zenari Noni Studio Ritualistics Location Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Well, about four months ago my mother finally broke in and let me get my eyebrow pierced for my sweet sixteenth birthday. I guess she thought that if she did not let me do it with a professional I would come home after a friend did with a safety pin (the horror). So we (my mother and I) called a local piercing shop called Ritualistics. I had visited it many times before with other friends when the got their piercings done. So, I was familiar (to some point) with the shop itself and the people who worked there.
At long last, the day had arrived. I was finally going to get my eyebrow pierced. Being the sissy little teenager that I am, I had my mother, my best friend Skye, Beth and Chris... to hold me down. My piercer, Zenari Noni, was a very nice lady. She sat me down and talked to me about taking care of it and about it migrating and so on and so forth. I picked out my jewelry (a simple silver ring with a black pressure bead) When I came in to the little purple piercing room my stomach really started to do some back flips, but I was determent to get this done no matter what. While waiting one of the tattoo guys came in to watch, he said that by the time I felt the pain it would be to late to turn back. Oh great... I thought I am most defiantly going to move or screw up some how. I was totally freaking out inside. Meanwhile my mom is right next to me saying you are going to back out... I just know it. Moreover, my buddy Skye is next to me cracking jokes making me laugh.
At long last, Zenari cleans off my eyebrow and marks where it will go in and come out. I approve (oh big word) of where she has placed the marks. I lye down on the table/chair like thing. Zenari tells me Okay now honey, just breathe in through you nose and out through your mouth. So I start breathing and yeah it starts to work, my heart slowed down a bit. I was doing great, right up until the part where she puts the clamp on and sticks that sharp pointy needle in my flesh, and my mother squealed. I am freaking out inside, but I manage to keep still, not scream, and by some miracle, not cry. But then I made the mistake of trying to sit up right after she was finished with me. I immediately became light headed and hot. Zenari laid me back down and place a cool cloth on my forehead. After I felt better, I got off the table and walked over to a mirror. At first, I was thinking oh god what have I done? It looks so wired under my skin. I should not have done this. Needless to say, I am quite happy with it now. By the end of that night, I had almost forgot that it was even there.
In the following days it had started to bruise. I had a purplish mark on my eyelid. It went away in a week. The only major problems that I had with it was while wearing a policeman hat for a play, the hat kept slipping down and resting on the ring. At the end of the play, I went to the washroom to find lots of blood all along my eyebrow. Even after I cleaned it up it was still bleeding. Another problem that I encountered happened one night about two or three weeks after it was pierced. I had finally gotten a chance to sleep in. So I was just face in the pillow, blankets all twisted, and dreaming away. When I at last crawled out of bed and went down stairs and into the bathroom I saw that my eyebrow ring had been flipped to the other side and was caked with blood. It wasn't that it was bleeding or that it was flipped that was the problem. It was having to move it back to the other side. Now that defiantly hurt more then the original piercing itself. And as well I was a complete idiot and in the middle of class I was kind of zoning out (social class, so boring) and I saw this little thing by my eye, and I thought it was a bug. I slightly freaked out, batted it away and smacked my ring. Oh did that hurt, not to mention that I looked like a total dork while doing it.
So yes, four months later, it has healed quite nicely and have started to freak out my friends by dangling my keys (which are attached to a d-clip) off it.