My Long-Anticipated Nostril Piercing
I've been into piercing from the time I was 12. I was fascinated by helix piercings (which had just started coming on the mainstream scene) and I wanted one very badly. Eventually I did get one, and since then I've been (not so) patiently awaiting my next piercing. So what would it be? I looked at lip rings for a few years, then decided they'd look silly on me. I never really thought about piercing my nose, until my stepmother suggested it to me the day after my high school graduation. I gave the matter some thought, and ultimately decided it was what I wanted.
I come from a very Jewish family background. My father is a Conservative Jewish rabbi and my mother, who divorced my father a while back, is currently a rabbinical student. My father is remarried to one of the coolest stepparents ever. My stepmom supported my decision to get my nose pierced; after all, she was the one who suggested it. I was very worried that my father wouldn't approve, but he said that once I turned 18 there was nothing he could do to stop me. My mother, on the other hand, was very much against this. She had her own bad experience with piercing; during her mid-life crisis she had gone and pierced her belly button on impulse. She was afraid that I was doing this upon my own impulses. So she collaborated with my other two parental units and they decided that I could get my nose pierced once I was 18, but I would have to earn it. This would mean doing all my chores without forgetting for two weeks and taking responsibility for planning my future; I can't live with my parents forever. It took a while, but finally, I had shown that I was responsible enough to handle such an adult privelege. My aunt flew in from Texas for Passover, and she herself is a piercing person like me, so it was decided that she would take me.
The date was March 26, 2010. I had a good day at work and I was ready to have a great rest of the afternoon. My aunt took me and my little four-year-old brother over to McDonald's for some lunch (for those of you who say it's not kosher, I don't eat kosher outside the house), and then it was time. The original place we were going to go to was called Body Designs. We spent a good 20 minutes trying to find it, only to find that they were no longer in business. Luckily, with the help of my aunt's iPhone, we found a piercing place less than a mile from where we were at the time. We went to a place called Utopia, which is not only a piercing place, but it also sells a lot of cool clothes and shoes and accessories. So I filled out my papers, showed my ID, picked out a pretty amethyst stud, and we were all legit. After a bit, the piercer took me back into the room where the action was going to happen.
I walked into a room with a padded bench-type thing that you'd find in a doctor's office. It had paper covering it with baby's foot and handprints. Immediately, I remarked, "Oh boy, just like being in a doctor's office." The piercer replied, "Yeah, only you're getting something you actually want." With that, I sat up on the bench and had him clean and mark my nostril. I chose the right side. I was a little nervous about the process, but the piercer had me close my eyes. He stuck a receiving tube up my nose and then pushed the needle through in 1, 2, 3...And you know what? It hurt. But it definitely wasn't unbearable. It's just like getting a shot in the nose. Not too bad. The piercer sent me home with a big packet of sea salt and instructions on how to clean my piercing. I could not stop admiring it on the way home. I was so happy.
So right now, my nose is just a tad sore. It was worse a few hours ago. I'm preparing to take a shower and then go through with my first cleaning. If you want a nostril piercing, I definitely recommend it if you want one. It hurts a little bit more than a helix piercing, but it's really not so bad. Right now, I'm wondering about how my new piercing will be received by my friends and workplaces when I go out into the world with it. I work in a preschool, and I'm sure the kids will ask questions. Most of my friends are pretty cool with this sort of thing, but when I show up at the synagogue like this for services, I might not get the best reaction out of the congregants. But I doubt anything like this will cost my father his job. All that matters is that I'm comfortable with it and that I like it. And I pierce my body for me and no one else. And that's the way it should be. I am happy and excited and this is only the first chapter in my body modification saga. Stay tuned for more stories in the future.
submitted by: xMagicMasochistx
on: 12 May 2010
in Nostril Piercings
Location: Hicksville, NY