My eyebrow is friggin in the riggin cool

IM kinda working backwards on this whole deal. I never wrote about my first piercing adventure, because before I could I had a different thing done, So I just kinda "ignored" the fact that I had a first one. But anyway, I think this first one deserves some credit, after all it started the work on my empty canvas.

My whole "I want an eyebrow ring" obsession started a while back. Around the 5th grade time. My friends mum had a few piercings under her belt (not literally speaking) She had her navel, eyebrow, tongue and some work in her ears. This was a first time for me to ever see these things. I was secretly hooked after this. I never told my mum about this until oh...7th grade? I was 13 at the time. I suddenly popped out the question "mum, can I get my eyebrow pierced?" and she pop out "no!" But that didn't stop me, It takes a heavy pounding to stop me. Everyday until the day, I bothered my mum about it. (I didn't say anything to my dad because that was a certain NO) But my Mum told my dad of my begging. They both went about now saying "no".

So I devised a plan....ask for more outrages piercings and perhaps, that will make the eyebrow not look or seem so bad. Either that worked, or my Mum persuaded my dad to let me get it done, because one day after a slumber party at my friends house I came home, and one of the first things my Mum said to me was "your dad and I decided to let you get your eyebrow pierced". How happy was I? VERY happy. When I went to school the next day I only told a select few of my friends about what my mum and dad said. I didn't want to spread this news around, and then maybe for some freak reason, my parents change their minds or something.

So a week later it was the day. I called my friend Jen up (who was also there for my second conch, and 3rd eyebrow). It seemed like the whole family was going. Me, my parents, Jen, and my older brother. He was going because he wanted a tattoo...but since Virginia isn't like Texas, he couldn't get his tattoo with my parents permission at 16. Oh yes, of course the place we went to was Army Navy Tattoo. We were new to Virginia at the time, so we didn't know of any other closer places.(now I just go to the mall, to Urban x-Change...a lot closer to home) We walked inside Army Navy, and my mum asked about the tattoo and piercing. My brother was kinda pissed about the VA law, but he got over it. Lucky me piercing was allowed with parental consent! So they gave my mum the paper work and all that jazz, and we filled it out.

Melanie, the piercer wasn't in yet. She didn't get in until noon. So Jen and I walked around the place, and looked at the flash art on the walls, and looked at pictures of the artists work. Finally, I saw a lady come in carrying a bag and her ears were practically silver. I knew right then and there...she must be the one I was waiting for. I was the only one at the time who was waiting to get pierced, so she called me over and then the adventure began. She showed me to a lil room in the back of the shop, a lil white room with a chair near the middle, a mirror near the wall in front of the chair, and a table to the right holding different jewelry, and a little table to the left where she laid out the materials she was to use,

I sat down, and talked to my mum and the piercer about different piercings, and which was she thought hurt the most. Good thing the eyebrow was at the bottom of the list, next to tongue. After our casual talk, she was finally ready, and introduced my skin to a marker, and then let me look at it a mirror. I didn't like the placement, and I asked her if she could move it over a bit..and she did. Then, we were ready. She showed me the needle in the pack, opened it, showed me the clamps in the pack, opened it, and the 16 CBR..and opened it. She put a rubber band on the clamp so that it was stayed down better on my eyebrow. Then she told me to breathe in and out and on the count of 3 she was gonna poke. Not very painful I must say. I don't recall and blood either. A great experience. My Mum tipped her, and I hoped outta the chair and looked in the big mirror at my work. Beautiful. Then Melanie gave me some information on how to clean it, and asked if I wore make up (I guess to give any additional info)

We left the lil room, and went back to the main room. A lady was having a tattoo on her ankle, so we watched. We were waiting for my dad and brother to come back, because they had gone some place else. We waited for a good amount of time...but they finally came back. We left the shop to go to the PX and buy antibacterial soap. And we already had sea salts at home, so I was cookin with Crisco.

*Sigh* well I guess this is the end my friends. What more to say? Of all my piercings, this one was my best behaved, and is still in fantastic shape. I love it like a child. We been threw a lot together. Er well, For anyone thinking about the classic eyebrow go for it. And if you go to Army Navy to get pierced, see if Melanie can do it. She was really nice....and her ears are mesmerizing. They keep you mind off of what's being done...so much metal in her ears.. well, anyways Top! Good lucky all you peoples getting pierced.