STRANGE!
PIERCINGS!
NOSE RING! NOSE BEAD! NOSE DOT!
They all amount to the same thing . . . a hole in your nose.
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 | Donna
with
Nose Bead
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with
Nose Bead
(right side) |
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 | Betty
She made me do it!
Well . . . she held my hand anyway. |
| |  | Buddha's
Erie, Pennsylvania |
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My daughter, Kiersten was visiting last April (2005) when she said, "Mom, I want to get my nose pierced." I looked at her as if she were nuts . . . not an uncommon mother/daughter look. Then she told me she wanted to get her daughter's nose pierced, too. "OK!" I thought. "I'll call your bluff." I told her if they were going to get their noses pierced, then I would, too. Now, she called mine and said, "Let's go!" So I did! I braced myself. I got up my nerve. I only had to keep it until I was seated in the piercer's chair. Unfortunately, or maybe lucky for me, the piercing studio was closed. Our window of time was also closed, since Kiersten had to go back to New Mexico. "DARN!" Just when I thought I could really do this.
But the seed was planted and it wiggled just beneath the surface of my mind. Then, Betty, a friend of mine, came to visit and gave me frog earrings. They matched hers. But I didn't have enough holes in my ears, so she persuaded me to pierce three more. So, when we went to Erie, we headed straight to Piercing Pagoda. Of course, getting my ears pierced reminded me of my desire to get my nose pierced. (Sounds a little like IF YOU GIVE A MOUSE A COOKIE -- doesn't it?) The next evening Betty and I went to Buddha's -- a little nervous and a lot scared. (I could have gone to Ink Assassin or Mad Mike's, but Buddha's seemed a little more sane. Actually, another time I did go to Ink Assassin and spoke with the piercer, Missy, who was very knowledgeable about her craft.) Anyhow, thirty minutes later I walked out of Buddha's with a hole in my nose, feeling a little woozy, and a lot like I must be out of my mind, but loving every minute of it.
It didn't take Kiersten long after she got back home to find her own piercing studio. And now we have matching nose beads. We're mirror images - mine on the left - hers on the right . . . mother/daughter style! :) |
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STRANGER
PIERCINGS!
UPPER LIP FRENULUM! SCUMPER!
Whatever you want to call it.
It makes me SMILE! |
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Blue
Stainless Steel
Bead |
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Take your Pick!
Lots of Jewelry |
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| OH! So Pretty! |
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| One day I walked the streets of New York City with my friend, Monique. We found ourselves in the Village. Our steps took us to a storefront called "Venus". We were drawn in. We stared at the counters filled with jewels and gems . . . opals, diamonds, sterling silver beads. Jewels for your ears, eyebrows, and tongues. Gems for you navel, nose, and upper lip frenulum. UPPER LIP FRENULUM??? What's that? I didn't know what it was either. It's the tiny flap of skin that attaches your upper lip to your gums above your top teeth. |
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Well, anyhow Monique had this piercing done
several years ago
and
her face lights up every time she smiles.
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 | Donna's
Starter
Bead |
| |  | Monique
with
Diamond Gem
Donna
with
Stainless Steel
Starter Bead |
| |  | Monique's
Sparkly
Gem |
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| So, of course, I wanted one, too. If you look closely, you can see the little bead that rests on my teeth. Monique has a tiny diamond, which tips the top of her teeth, too. Unfortunately, as a starter, I can only get the stainless steel bead, until the piercing heals, but at least it matches my nose bead. Oh, the nose bead is another story . . . |
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 | Blue Ice Jewel
from Germany |
| |  | Donna
Blue Ice
Jewel |
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 | Monique
Diamond
Jewel |
| |  | Monique
Diamond
Jewel |
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So some weeks passed and I finally got up the nerve to change my starter bead to a blue ice gem. I wanted my gem to match Monique's . . . well almost. Hers is clear like a diamond, while mine is blue ice.. Monique searched the web and ordered mine from Germany. I couldn't wait until it arrived.
Off to the pirecers again for the change. I did not have enough courage to try to change it myself. |
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STRANGEST YET!
TATTOO?? You've Got To Be Kidding!
It's just a little hummmingbird.
http://abkldesigns.com
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 | My cute, adorable, harmless,
hummingbird |
 | Monique's Little Hummingbird.
She just HAD to have it.
NOW! |
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Okay, so I added a few more holes to my ears. I now have a total of five. Thanks, Betty! And thanks for going with me, and for telling me that it was not cool to have an equal number of holes on each ear . . . thus the odd number of five. Then I poked an extra hole in my nose. Thanks, Kiersten! I swear - I would never have thought of this on my own. Although I can come up with some pretty weird ideas without anyone prompting me, this idea is totally your responsibility. And thanks to Betty for holding my hand and saying, "You can do it! You can do it!" but who wouldn't do it herself when I encouraged her to get her nose pierced, too.
Monique is totally responsible for the tattoo. Her friend, Sarah, called from Germany with the news that she got a tattoo. Hmmmm!
Soon Monique was talking about hummingbirds. She talked about it in the car. She talked about it sitting on the floor of my office. She talked about it at the dinner table and talked and talked. She asked me if I wanted to get a tattoo with her. |
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New York City
Subway Art |
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| This hummingbird, made of mosaic tiles, can be found in the subway station under the Museum of Natural History. You can find more "artsy" selections like this on my website under the tab, Streets of New York. Look above. |
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