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How I learned to stop worrying and love my nose

For as long as I can remember, I've hated my nose.  Okay, scratch that...I do remember a time when I didn't, but that was before middle school bullying and all the stupid, senseless, untrue-but-emotionally-scarring things that kids tend to say at a crucial period of self-esteem development.  So it's strange that I went and got my nose pierced today.  And at the same time, it's not.  There's a kind of semi-twisted logic to it that led me down this road to begin with.  

It wasn't an entirely spur of the moment decision, but it was a step into the unknown.  I had no idea if it would make me like or dislike my nose more.  If it would call attention to the "flaws" I see when I look in the mirror or if it would give me a reason to love that most hated part of my face.  Unlike my other piercings, I couldn't quite visualize how I was going to look when it was over and done with, so I waffled.  I asked other people (who all said it was a bad idea, thus furthering my opinion that my nose was too unattractive to pierce and at the same time, kindling a tiny little flame that made me want to do it anyway, for me, because none of my other piercings are for other people, so why should this one be any different?)

I didn't intend to do it today, but I had pretty much made up my mind to get it done once my other currently healing piercings had had a chance to, well, heal a little more, so that my body wouldn't be under so much strain.  But my triangle piercing started to migrate after two days (I know, crazy) and I was in the studio anyway, getting it checked out and then removed and it felt wrong to leave with one less piercing than I went in with, so I decided on the spur of the moment to have it done while I was there, rather than waiting for my other piercings to heal, like I'd originally planned.

I semi-picked out of my jewelry (leaving about half the decision to my piercer, who I trust and whose taste in body jewelry I tend to share) and then back to the piercing room I went.  I'd never had a cartilage piercing before (only my nipples, twice, triangle and VCH), so I wasn't sure what it would be like to have the needle going through something other than just flesh and skin.  I'm no wuss when it comes to pain, but the unknown is a trigger for my anxiety and I was a little bit nervous for that reason alone.

My piercer marked the area (I let him choose which side I'd be pierced on since I trust his judgment), cleaned the outside of my nose, using a q-tip on the inside of my nostril to steady the area, then inserted the receiving tube into my nostril, had me take a deep breath and pushed the needle through freehand.

I wish I could explain the feeling better, but it's hard to describe, much like my nipple piercings.  Sort of a firm pressure mixed with a dull ache/burn, if that makes sense.  It was over in an instant, like most of my other piercings, and the feeling was surprisingly not so different from them, either.  There was no weird popping noise (like I'd imagined might be the case with a needle going through something hard-ish), no strange sensation when it entered or left the cartilage.  Nothing to really set it apart from my other piercings, other than the lack of a "hot knife through butter" sort of sensation, which I also found to be lacking in my nipple piercings (which were also done freehand, so I still don't know if it was the physical makeup of the flesh being pierced or the lack of forceps--hence a slower passage of the needle).

In went the nostril screw (without all the contortions and twisting I had envisioned) and I was the proud owner of a beautiful, tiny black faux opal in my right nostril.  There was no pain to speak of, only a sense that there was something inside my nose that wasn't there before and a little pressure from the end of the screw, which has since gone away.

I already like my nose more and I have to say I'm pleased with the effect.  It looks "right" to me somehow and fits with my personality.  I definitely don't regret it and while the nay-sayers haven't made complete about-faces, the reactions have generally been fairly good.  I think once the shock of the suddenness of it wears off, I may end up winning them over with my new adornment.

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submitted by: Anonymous
on: 19 July 2013
in Nostril Piercings

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Aleph_Null
Thursday, December 26, 2013 @2:10 a.m.
Forgive me for being so bold, though what is 'wrong' with your nose? Being born with a cleft palate, my nose is aesthetically displeasing, though functionally fine. This has led me to steering clear of getting my nose pierced, though your story may have just swayed me. Thanks.
SocorroSerpiente
Sunday, July 6, 2014 @4:25 p.m.
Glad to hear a similar story to my own! I grew up hating my nose (I have a dorsal hump, slightly downward pointing tip and it's somewhat large looking from the side and sometimes the hump gives the illusion of looking crooked). Basically, not what society deems an attractive nose. I feel like getting my nostril pierced helped me reclaim my nose, plus I feel the piercing itself helps to beautify my nose. I should say that this has happened in conjunction with maturing and making realizations about our society's beauty standards and the value of women being tied to physical appearance. It's not like I always love my nose (I have my relapse moments) but I definitely appreciate my unique appearance more. It's kind of like...have a unique nose that doesn't fit into this society's beauty ideal? Decorate that shit! Now I'm also planning on getting a septum piercing too ;-)

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