I still remember the very first time i ever saw my first eyebrow piercing, i was a young impressionable country boy rebelling against my parents one night by staying up late to watch a music video tv show. A brand new Faith no More video was on the tv and Mr Mike Patton seemed to have somehow stuck a ring through his eyebrow. My young mind went into hyperdrive, what the hell was going on? Howd that ring get there? And my god thats kinda cool! I would contemplate the experience many more times throughout the next few years.
At A Glance Author Jason Contact remus78@hotmail.com When Five years ago Artist Trace Studio Jaggers Precision Piercing Location Hervey Bay Growing up in a small country redneck town I was constantly bored and disillusioned, I wasn't interested in sport and I didn't feel my penis needed to be lengthened by buying an impressive petrol guzzling car. So my mind wondered about things that were outside my teeny square. It was when I turned 16 that the latest fad for the outside world seemed to be body piercing, whenever I visited the big smoke I was bombarded with pierced people and body piercing shops, I then vowed to finally do something I had wanted for several years and impale my eyebrow.
I woke up the morning I was to be pierced excited yet somewhat scared, a group of friends and I had organised a road trip to the seaside town of Hervey Bay, I was to be pierced and others were coming for shopping and the desire to get out of the town for a while. The 2 hour trip was somewhat boring and uneventful and upon reaching the town we sought out the piercing shop.
"Fuckin fuckin fucks of fucks" I remember saying, we had finally found the shop however it appeared that this particular shop was shut on Mondays. It had seemed that we had travelled all this way for nothing (let this be a lesson to you all, always find out if your piercer is open before showing up), I was bummed and the others all had their try of cheering me up. One of my friends then spotted a pierced person working in a shop next to the shut piercing studio so she went in and hassled the piercee, she discovered that their was a hairdresser nearby that also did some body piercing, I was somewhat excited again yet I wasn't all that sure.
So we went to the hairdresser to see what they could do, they were open, which was a good start, however they told us that the lady that does the piercing usually doesn't come in on Mondays (is Monday a piercers day off?). Once again I was pissed! However the owner of the shop heard our plight and she gave the piercer a call and rahhhhhhhhhh the piercer agreed to come to the shop.
We sat and waited for a while and finally the lady showed up, I was kindve concerned about her looks, she didn't seem to have any piercings of her own and looked like a middle aged house wife. However I was desperate and agreed to get it done. I was led into a dimly lit back room and was seated on some weird looking chair, my heart raced and I was shaking like crazy. I signed my forms and then picked out my jewellery; a rather boring and simple ring. It then took me and the piercer several minutes to find the exact spot where the ring should go. I was then seated back in the chair and the clamp was put on my eyebrow, I didn't think it was possible but my heart picked up pace and I started sweating. I shut my eyes and I could feel the needle going through my brow. "Pwoahhhhhhhh shite" was what I was heard to say, my eyebrow was on fire as the piercer put the ring through the hole and inserted the ball in the ring. I think I shed a couple tears, however after a minute or two t he pain dulled down. I was encouraged to look in the piercers mirror and when I did I was shocked and excited. I had a piece of steel in my face!
I was then informed about how to take care of my piercing, paid the piercer and collected my bottle of cleaning stuff (which was greatly presented to me in a small yellow urine sample type bottle). It was time to show my friends.
My friends all agreed that my eyebrow looked rather good and I was told that it twas very sexy, but hmmmmmm.
We then spent the rest of the day going through crappy shops and hanging out in a shopping center, my eyebrow was constantly stinging and at times the pain was really bad, however I dealt with it and soldiered on. We all then decided to head back home, I had one more hurdle to overcome..... my parents!
My parents had always told me that theyd disown me if I ever got pierced, but I never took them seriously, they were after all my parents and they loved me, I think. After being dropped off by a friend I walked into our house and my mum greeted me, she didn't seem to notice the ring in my eyebrow and we talked about our day. It took her several minutes to notice it. "What the hell have you done?" she said, "go show your father." So I went and showed my dad, he didn't say much but he was obviously not very happy, I was given a lecture from my mum so I went to my room, I came out of my room later on and cleaned my new piercing.
After a couple days of slight pain and a couple weeks of thorough careful cleaning, my eyebrow finally healed. I loved my eyebrow muchly, and it always made me feel good when I saw it in the mirror.
It took a couple weeks and several talks for my parents to come to grips with my eyebrow, they still to this day dislike piercings however they now accept that I do
If we fast forward two and a half happily pierced years we come to a time when I noticed that my piercing was getting more and more dodgy looking. I finally decided to get it looked at and a piercer informed me that the ring was growing out and I really should take it out. I sadly agreed and finally took out my piercing for good, it was a sad time but I still have fond memories of my very first piercing.
I just realised I never mentioned the name of the piercer, her name was Trace and her piercing business was "Jaggers precision piercing." I'd recommend Trace as a piercer however I think the shop and business no longer exist.