I had been thinking about getting pierced for quite a while, and after reading a short story involving nipple piercing I started thinking "hey, why not, thats kind of cool". When the idea was still in my head a month later I started to search the internet for all information avaliable. That made me even more convinced that this was something I wanted to do, so I decided to look up when my local piercer (who moves between three different studios in different cities) would be here the next time. At this time I hade only planned to talk to him, get some information and maybe make an appointment later on that summer.
At A Glance Author Tjoffex Contact Tjoffex@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Robban Location Sweden Said and done, about two weeks later I arrived at the studio, full of questions. I got good answers to all of them, and he made a great overall impression on me, so I decided to make an appointment. This is were the trouble started. We found out that the only time he would return to my town before I left the country (I am in france at the moment of writing), I would be at a festival, thus leaving only that very day or the day after. When he told me he was practically fully booked the day after, I decided to do something drastically for once in my life, and we set an appointment about two and a half hour later. Nervous like hell I sent an sms to my boyfriend and asked him to meet me ten minutes before the appointment to hold my hand. With that taken care of I went to eat something and drink some coffee, and I had the luck of meeting some friends that were close enough to me to be told about my planned adventure. Having recharged my bloodsugar I felt a lot braver and together with my supporting friends I went back to the studio. I meet my boyfriend, my friends wished me luck and left and I faced the stairs to the studio (it is on the second or third floor, I cant remember).
I cant really describe the feeling I had, in one way I was really really scared, but at the same time I felt great, full of energy and very exited. I entered the studio only to find out that an other girl had accidently been booked at the same time as I. I offered her to go first, giving me some time to breath, go to the bathroom and to finally decide which nipple I should do (I looked in the mirror, thought that the left looked better and decided to do the right, since I was looking in a mirror:)). Then it became my turn.
I entered, folded down my dress (if I had known that morning what I would do, I would probably have chosen something else to wear that day) and sat down. He cleaned and marked my poor nipple and then asked me to lay down. I did, and with me boyfriend on one side, holding my hand and the piercer on the other, I started looking intensively on the roof. Its not that Im in any way afraid of needles, I am a blood donor(or was, to be more correct since you cant give blood for a year after a piercing in sweden) and due to allergies I must have left over a hundred blood samples over the years, but I find it very hard to watch sharp objects penetrating any part of myself. I took a deep breath and then the piercer said "now you are going to feel a tension". God how I love him for putting it like that! Because after he had said that, that was exactly what I felt, a tension. Im very sure that if he had said "now its going to hurt" it would have, a lot. Now, sure, it hurt but it was endurable, no doubt about it. After that there was a second tension, when he put in the barbell, and then it was done. I got some extra advises, both oral and written, and a some medical soap, paid and left the studio, high as a house on endorphins. I have difficulties finding words for the feelings I had afterwards, I walked on clouds that whole afternoon, changing between dizzy and a bit tired and superenergetic every minute, and I could not stop looking down my dress every 30 second or so to watch the white bandaid that held witness of my fantastic achievement (the other costumers at the cafe I visited directly afterwards must have found that very amusing).
Now I can barely wait until my next piercing, probably an eyebrow or a off center labret, and will probably get one done as soon as the seal, as my friends have named it due to its looks (the barbell makes up the eyes and the nipple the nose)has healed.