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This day on my calendar was marked “P.Y.E.” and that meant today was the day I’d be fulfilling a wish that’s been in my heart for probably thirty years or more. In the context of today’s culture it’s not that much of a big deal but from my “vintage” perspective and frame of reference, it’s quite the opposite. Today was the appointment I kept to P.Y.E. or Pierce Your Ears! Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I did it or more importantly why I waited so long to join the pierced ears club. 🙂
I had been experiencing equal parts of nervousness and excitement ever since making the appointment at the local piercing salon over two weeks ago. I checked out the establishment thoroughly and found it to be a clean, classy place with well trained techs that use surgical needles instead of a gun and have pages of recommendations and a waiting list of clients so that’s not where my nervousness came from. More from what the reactions will be from friends and family over all the changes to my appearance since last they all have seen me. A newly smooth face with pretty overtly feminine eyebrows and now two earrings would surely raise plenty of questions in their minds about what’s up with me and where I’m going.
I may have had all that on my mind as I entered the salon this afternoon but I was also bound and determined to finally make this dream a reality. The whole process of completing the required paperwork, choosing my earrings (medium sized titanium ball studs) and going to the piercing booth went by quickly and seamlessly. My piercing tech was a cheerful younger lady who put me at ease with conversation while she she prepped my lobes and earrings. She located just the right spot on my lobes so that by my request it would be easy to wear all the different types of earrings be they studs, hoops or dangling. She gave me a little complement me on my stylish attire (I was wearing my regular stealth femme khaki jeans, brightly colored soft tee and huarache sandals with my little shoulder bag) and said she hasn’t seen many first time clients of my maturity that were so enthusiastic about the proceedings. We had such fun chatting that I barely felt the actual piercing.
But oh my, after I felt the studs go in I immediately felt different, just a mixture of relief and joy the such of which I have never experienced! The mirror was handed to me to inspect the final results and the vision of those earrings on me hit like a brick wall. I mean, it was like I was always meant to have these little baubles upon my ears, truly it just felt RIGHT!
I walked out of that place on cloud nine and during the 45 minute drive home I couldn’t help but keep looking at myself in the rear view mirror at each stoplight and cracking a huge smile. My wife greeted me at the door upon my arrival and the huge smile on her face was certainly a welcome sight. She loves the earring choice I made and the placement of them and said she was proud of me for making the decision to do it and then acting upon it to fulfill such a long standing desire. And as for the future reactions of family and friends? Well, I guess I’ll just cross that bridge when I come to it. But I now feel like I have all the confidence needed to basically tell them to “like it or lump it.” LOL
It’s a recommended ten weeks healing time before I can change out my earrings and be able to start wearing more femme styles. So in the meantime, I’m going to be good about taking proper care of these new piercings and I’ll just let visions of all these future pretty earrings dance in my head. And all I can say is – pocketbook beware!
OK, so who else here is ready to mark a P.Y.E. day on your calendar? 🙂 Hugs,
*** Kayla ***
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