At A Glance
Author	Nicole
Contact	Nicole@bme.anon
IAM	The Stolen Child
When	Six months ago
Artist	Meg
Studio	Intricate Decor
Location	Mt. Pleasant, MI

2.17.05

Part 1: The Usual Introduction Crap

An eyebrow piercing is something I knew I eventually wanted, but I wasn't exactly sure when I'd get it. I always thought they were cute and I thought if done with a barbell, it would compliment my face quite well. However, once I started college, I realized how much freedom I had. As long as I had the money, I could basically do whatever I wanted when it came to tattoos and piercings. No longer would I have to ask permission from my mother to get a piercing, despite my being over 18.

Part 2: The Long Journey – literally!

So, a few weeks after my move in to the dorms, I decided to walk to my usual shop. I really just wanted to see how long it would take me to get there and how far away it was from the dorms. I had the idea of getting something done in the very back of my head, but it wasn't definite. So I set on my journey. After several blocks (and some really busy, scary looking intersections to boot!), I began to think that this journey was going to take much longer than I'd anticipated. But I kept going. An hour (and nearly 3.5 miles, as I'd found out) later, I arrived at Intricate Décor. Since it took me so long to get there, I decided that there was no way I was going to leave without a piercing. But the question was, what should I get? The idea of an eyebrow piercing had been in the back of my head for the entire walk there, but I wasn't sure if that was truly what I wanted to get that day. After some thinking, I decided to go through with it. However, I soon found out that they wouldn't accept starter checks, nor would they accept debit cards without the Visa logo on them. So, I had to walk all the way back to my bank (which took nearly as long as it did to get to Intricate) and then back to Intricate again. The things we do for mods!

Part 3: Almost There...

Moments after I arrived I was filling out the usual release forms. I waited a few minutes while Meg set up everything she needed. As soon as she was ready she called me in. She asked what side I wanted pierced, and I told her the left side. She marked and asked me if I approved of the placement. I agreed and we got down to business. She started to clamp me while I was sitting in my chair but then realized she was going to have some trouble getting everything straight so she asked me to get up on the table.

Part 4: And The Long Journey Gives Way To Sweet Release...

Once I was up on the table she successfully clamped me and got the marks lined up correctly. I was a little nervous at this point, seeing that a needle was going to be so close to my eye, but I trusted that Meg knew what she was doing. She picked up the needle and lined it up with the top mark. I could feel the tip of it pressing gently against my skin. The feel of it made me even more nervous than I already was.

Seconds later I heard the five little words that I dread hearing:

"Take a deep breath in..."

*insert internal freak-out and nervousness peak here*

*pierce*

"All done", she says.

And I am shocked. There was absolutely no pain. There was also very little pressure. I pretty much felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. So much that I wasn't even sure if she pierced it. But pierce it she did, and I carefully released my death-like grip from the sides of the piercing table. Little did I know that there would indeed be pain coming, and the death grip would soon be re-applied. It would come in the form of the jewelry insertion.

Part 5: OW! SON OF A BITCH!

Now, don't get me wrong, Meg definitely warned me that the curved barbell insertion was going to be a total bitch, but I figured that I'm a tough girl and it would be a piece of cake. Boy was I ever wrong!

Meg lubed up the jewelry and we again went through the process of "Take a deep breath in, and blow it out." However, when I exhaled, this time there was PAIN. Lots of it, at that. I tried to refrain from saying "Ow" a bunch of times but I couldn't and ended up doing so anyway. I felt tears running down my cheeks as she screwed the ball on. As soon as she was done, I was allowed to sit up and admire my new addition.

Part 6: Is it a Keeper?

I got down from the piercing table (with a little help from a friend of Meg's) and went over to the mirror to take a look. It turned out exactly as I'd thought it would. It was small, yet noticeable, and it really complimented my face well. I thanked Meg for a job well done and paid her. I tried to give her a tip but she wouldn't let me. After that, I hung out at the shop for a little bit, as I always do, then made the LONG journey back to my dorm. Fortunately, I made it back safe and sound.

Part 7: The Loss of a Piercing

Sadly, less than two months later I was hit by a car on campus. I broke my leg and ended up having to have a pretty major surgery to fix it. This required me to take out all of my piercings, and while we were able to get everything back in except for my center lip, the nurse didn't screw the ball on to my eyebrow barbell tight enough and it ended up falling out in my sleep. I did eventually get it redone, but that is a story for another day.

Part 8: And I Will Close in Saying...

I am seriously so glad I got this piercing done. I really like the way it looks on me, and I would encourage everyone who would like to get their eyebrow pierced to do so. With the exception of the jewelry insertion, the whole procedure is pretty much painless. And the pain from the jewelry insertion is so worth it in the end, because you get a really cute piercing out of the deal.