I contemplated a more extreme body mod for a while but once I met Rob I knew he would never be into it. He loved my piercings I had then. They are an integral part of who I am and he loves who I am. After certain situations forced us apart I began to feel more strongly about these mods. Searching high and low for something to express my personality.
At A Glance Author Lindsay Contact bass_blonde05@hotmail.com IAM SkepticSight When Six months ago Artist Gord-o Studio Artistic Impressions Location Welland Ontario Canada , y0! I've always been a big girl. Now "big" doesn't mean I weight 400 pounds, on the contrary my friends. When I was in elementary school I was taller and broader then all the boys and I towered over the girls. I started to develop at 11 and was 5'9 in the 7th grade. The only problem, nay intriguing thing about my size is that I was completely proportionate. 5'9 with a 30 waist in 7th grade is a lot of size for a girl, especially one so young. With that comes alot of torment, I was constantly made fun off because.... well kids will be kids.
Being the strong person I am, the daily torment of being different just made me do everything in my power to be exactly who I am. No holding back! Now at 6 feet tall with a 34 waist I'm proud of this body because it is mine. It may not be perfect but why should that stop me from wearing a bikini? or a tank top? or walking with my head up because I am beautiful. I thought that the cleavage bar would express this in more ways than I could explain at the time.
I went into Artistic's to see Gord. I hung out with Dane for a while while Gord did some little girls navel. I have to say that is the first and only time I have ever heard someone scream while being pierced! When Gord was finished we hung out for a while like always, chatting about the work and just random-ness. He wanted me to come back later in the week to get it done but I couldn't because of my jobs so we decided to do it that day.
We stepped into his office and I held up my shirt so he could pinch my chest. Gord told me I could just pull it over my head but leave my arms in, I oped to take it right off. Hey! it was my Avenged Sevenfold tee I got at their show... hell if I was going to stretch it out like that. So I stood around in my bra for the 15 minutes it took him to mark , wipe off, mark , wipe off and remark my placement. Once we had decided on a nice low placement and a shorter surface bar I layed down and he clamped her up. The clamps didn't feel like anything. We went through the normal breathing procedure and I prepared myself mentally for what was going to take place. I knew this was going to be nothing like I have ever felt before. So I took a second, as I usually do before my piercings, to tune into my body and prepare to feel. He gave me the count and I took my breath.
As I blew out I felt the needle slide into the first marking. I pushed out all the breath I could find but it wasn't enough. I whimpered slightly as I took in another short breath and pushed it out as I felt the hard steel press out the bottle hole. The intensity of the moment was beyond words. He removed the clamps and slid the jewelry in. I felt a complete numbing warmth coming from the area, not the usual throbbing. There was no blood, just a sweet endorphin rush. He cleaned it up and asked me if he could take a picture. Of course I said yes as I posed in front of the sweet sweet pirate flag to get a picture snapped. When we got back out into the main room of the studio, Gord asked me if I minded showing it to the boys. I flashed my new work to Dane and Derrick, one of the guys who works at one of my jobs who happened to be there getting his Maltese cross touched up, lets just say they thought it was pretty nice. I'm not sure if they were talking about the piercing or seeing me in my bra though!
It was not to soar over the next few days. I only had problems in the mornings. While sleeping my chest pressed together because I sleep on my side, this irritated the peircing because it was trapped between my breasts so I had to do my best to sleep on my back as much as possible. Other then that it was great. It crusted a little but never to the extent that there was any infection and it only was soar when I bumped it or after a night of drinking for reasons unknown to myself.
I have a substancail amount of piercing work done for someone my age but I have to say that my chest piece ia my favourite of them all. Both due to the aesthetics of it and the strange way it felt while being pierced. Gord and I have talked about it a little and we are thinking of doing two more on each side of it that are angled inward. Then I want to put hooped balls on them and do weaving across my chest. But of course, that is just one of my many hopes and dreams for the future.