The girl with the ear piercing (and a non-dragon tattoo)…

Hey guys,

Had to share with you something. Something that I had done yesterday and something that most of my peers had done over a decade ago: I got my ears pierced! Funny really, I’ve never been bothered about it. But as I have got older I have enjoyed wearing all the jewellery I can and earrings were something I was missing out on. But even then I wasn’t bothered about having a piercing. Clip-ons were my answer, yet they should have been called ‘clamp-downs’ as they hurt so bloody much! Countless nights of throbbing ears – and not with the banging music – but where the awful peg like earrings had grabbed to my poor lobes. I rarely wore a pair for the whole night, as they hurt so bloody much. (Bloody being the operative word.)

My ears began to bleed for other reasons though: friends and family exclaiming, ‘Why don’t you just have them pierced?!’ The final straw….or piece of ear ache…. came when my aunty and uncle bought me some gorgeous earrings for my birthday last week. She claimed to have not realised I didn’t have them pierced…. but it could have all been a clever ploy. 😉 I decided I loved the earrings so much, that I would indeed have them pierced.

So yesterday, I did. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought – in fact I was thinking (partly aloud I think) that she hadn’t actually gone all the way through with her gun! It didn’t hurt half as much as wearing the clamp-ons all night! I am now the proud owner, at the age of 28 years, of two ears with holes in.

me pierced
Ear ear!


The one downside… apart from the 6 month wait to wear my much desired danglys is that I am no longer ‘the girl with a tattoo and no piercings.’ I kind of liked that about myself: I had a tattoo and was oh so brave but didn’t have my ears pierced like many 5 year olds. It’s all a downward slide to this…..

….maybe not!

The cute thing about it all, was that I had them pierced on my auntie’s birthday, which was nice since her choice of earrings was the push that made me do it!



Tattoos: Too Tatty?

Tattoos are things that people rarely sit on the fence about. They are bit like marmite; people love them or hate them!  People can go a little bit crazy with them… and my rule is: if there is more ink than skin, then that ain’t a good look! And as for having people’s names tattooed – a bit boring, unoriginal and could result in disaster. You don’t want to get divorced and have to have a stain removed off your skin amongst everything else. I know, some people have their children’s names tattooed and not just partners – and children are for life like tattoos etc – -but to that I say: Do you really need a reminder every time you look at your arm of what your kids’ names are?!

‘Ah yeh, Abigail, Beth and Harry, my 3 kids, thank god I had them ingrained into my skin for hangover days when I can’t even remember my name, let alone my kids’!’

Mmmmm…… that’s what post-it notes are for  😉 But seriously, even when I have kids I won’t want their names on my arm/shoulder/back. I will love them but I’d rather look at them than at an inky representation of them. And if having kids is like what I’ve heard, then when I finally get a break from them, I won’t want that red ink screaming up at me and reminding me of Sammy junior’s tantrum that morning. (I won’t seriously call my child Sammy Junior, I promise!)

Because, that’s the thing isn’t? Tattoos are for life; not just for that wild, impulsive day you wanted to be ‘young’ again. They become a part of you forever. many people say that they will look awful when you are older and wrinkle up. Well, my response to that is: our whole body will wrinkle up, but with a tattoo we have a souvenir and a reminder of the  ‘good’ old days and we remember why we had it and the person we were then. That’s what I’m hoping anyway……

I have a tattoo. I must be one of the only people to have a tattoo and have absolutely no piercings! I don’t even have my ears pierced. Never been fond of having holes drilled into me – whether they can heal up or not. But I do see tattoos as a form of art and when I left University, my housemate  and I decided to get a tattoo to reflect that part of our lives. It was to signify the end of University life – the last ‘crazy’ thing we would do. (Now though, 6 years later – I know, it wasn’t the last crazy thing I did 😉 ) It was all very thought out and we went to a Tattoo parlour to look at designs, we tried to create our own, we asked around and finally a few weeks later we  had them. I had:

The feminism/female symbol: One friend did joke once; ‘Have you had this so people know you are a girl?!’


It is the symbol for feminism and naturally used for women and females a lot too. I  studied feminism a lot at University as part of my English degree. I considered myself a feminist at Uni and also, as I left, I was a strong, confident woman waiting for the  next life step. So, for me, it was the perfect tattoo to get. Do I regret it? No… my only regret is that I didn’t get a bigger version of the symbol! I was such a wimp and so worried that it would a.) go wrong b.) I would regret it …. that I opted for it as small as possible. So, people need a magnifying glass to see it, but it is there! The plus point of this…. when I am older, I won’t be able to see it anyway! 😉 haha.

One reason people are put off- is the pain. I am the biggest wimp. I don’t even like tweezing my eyebrows! This didn’t hurt. That may be because it is a tiny dot of ink 😉 and also because  it is on a fleshy part of my back too. So it depends what you have an where – and what you are prepared to go through.

My boyfriend hates tattoos and didn’t want me to have it. He was on holiday in Austria at the time. I spoke to him briefly on the phone the day before and he was not impressed! But since, it was a feminist tattoo, I was going for, I thought it would be kind of ironic if my boyfriend stopped an independent woman doing what she wanted to do 😉 So I had it. And I love it. It is on my back an I can show it off and hide it when I want to too. I love telling people that I have it, because people always seem shocked. I have no piercings as I said above; I am quite conventional in most ways; I am a book geek. My tattoo is my piece of wild 😉

It was a radio show that inspired me to write this. They were asking listeners what made them want a tattoo and why they chose what they had etc. The one  woman I heard had all her grandchildren on her arm – yawn. But she did say that when you have  one, you do want more and this part I agree with. When I turn 30, I want another one to reflect that part of my life. Another small symbol I think – that can keep my other lonely one company 🙂

Some questions to leave with you:

  • Do you have one? Would you have one?

  • What do you think of children’s/people’s names on them?

  • And… what can I have for my next one?!