Heck yes I have piercings and tattoos! I’ve got some pretty exciting stories for most of them too! 🙂
I have 10 piercings, most of which are in my ears. I have 3 piercings in the lobe of each ear and 1 cartilage piercing in each ear. My belly button and nose are also pierced. As for tattoos I only have two (for now), 1 on my right hip and one on my left shoulder.
Now then, story time!
So my first set of ear piercings aren’t all that exciting. My mom took me to the mall to get them done when I was 3 and I don’t remember any of it. My second set is pretty much the same story with a little more begging. My dad didn’t want me to get any more piercings, but I whined and begged for long enough that my mom eventually took me to get them done for my 16th birthday.
Around the time I turned 17 I wanted to get another set of piercings in my ears, but my dad was absolutely against it. He told me I didn’t need anymore holes in my head, and that I had too many anyway. Well, I thought I needed more holes in my head as it just so happened but I was till too young to get them done anywhere without parental consent, so I did them myself.
I sterilized a sewing needle and my ear with some vodka I had stolen from my mom, poked the needle through my ear to make a lead hole, then shoved an earring through that hole. The whole process took longer than I thought it would, but it hardly hurt at all! The worst part was hearing the little pop that the needle made when it broke through the back side of my ear lobe. That was kinda weird. Then a few months later I helped one of my sister’s boyfriends and my boyfriend at the time (who just so happens to be my husband now) pierce their right ears. How freaking punk rock were we?! 😉
I don’t remember how my parents found out about that, but they actually weren’t all that pissed about it. But my dad was very adamant about me not having any more holes in my head.
Well that was fine with me! By the time I turned 18 I had a job and decided I could do whatever the hell I wanted to myself, so I got my belly button pierced and oh man was that a bitch to heal. It took over a year before it completely healed and it ended up healing kinda crooked because it got infected like 4 times…it’s still neat though, and I still wear belly button rings.
Anyway mom and sisters thought it was neat, one of my sisters even ended up getting her belly button pierced. This time my dad was a little more specific and told me if I came home with anymore holes in my body, he would kick me out of his house.
I totally called his bluff though! When I was 19 I came home with a nose ring! I remember exactly what happened when I came home with it too. He was out working in the garden, so I ran out there with my spiffy new nose hole, walked right up to my dad and said “so I did a thing!” Jeez I was such a little shit…Anyway, he just shook his head and said “you just don’t listen, do you.” Little shit head me said “nope”, and ran into the house to show my mom. The look on her face was fun, mostly because she always told me I was too pretty for facial piercings. How boring is that?!
Not long after getting my nose pierced, I got my left cartilage piercings done with a friend. We did it together because that way you only had to pay for one piercing package, but you each could get one piercing. We got it done at Walmart, which is probably not the best place to get a piercing, but whatevs. I wanted to get my right ear done, but the lady wouldn’t do it because I’m right handed and apparently that means I sleep on my right side and put a phone up to my right ear, and that would infect the piercing. How stupid is that?! I mean, every piercing I’ve ever gotten except for my nose ended up getting a little bit infected at some point during the healing process (I have sensitive ears), but they all turned out fine…Whatever.
A month after I turned 20 I upped the ante a little bit, and got my first tattoo. It’s a purple lily on my right hip, because purple was my favorite color, lilies are my favorite flower, and hip tattoos are neat!
The guy who did it was an apprentice and he didn’t exactly do a great job. But it’s not bad though, it’s super colorful and pretty, and I would definitely do it again.
I sat for 3 hours which isn’t too bad. I impressed all of the badass looking guys at the tattoo shop because I sat like a champ! A lot of them couldn’t even believe it was my first tattoo. I didn’t think it hurt that bad though, I actually started to doze off near the end.
Haha there was also some slight drama going down while I was there because some chick named Whitney was trying to get a tattoo with a fake ID. The owner of the shop came up to me while I was being tattooed and asked if I was her, I said nope, I’m Ashley. So he apologized and told me I’m an impressive sitter.
The only bad part about my first tattoo experience was that it made me super late to my brother’s 13th birthday party. Oops! I didn’t exactly think the whole scheduling thing through. 😆
So I made it 6 months before my dad had any idea that I had a tattoo! Part of those 6 months was in the summer, so we had gone swimming together and I walked around in a sports bra a lot, but I was super good at hiding it. We only swam in the pond, so you couldn’t really see anything in that muddy water, and thanks to strategically placed rafts, towels, shirts, tools, and hand placements, he never new about it until I showed him a few days before my wedding. Surprisingly enough, he wasn’t too upset about it.
A few days before my wedding my sister wanted to get her cartilage pierced, so I went in halfsies with her and finally got my right ears cartilage done. At Walmart again…You’d think I’d know better at this point, but nope.
And last (for now) but not least, my Green Day tattoo! About a year after my first tattoo, I got my second one done. Luke found this awesome tattoo artist at a shop that was like, 2 seconds away from the apartment that we lived in at the time, so of course we both had to get a new tattoo. So we went and talked to the artist and told her what we both wanted. We actually ended up getting a pretty good deal since she tattooed both of us, so that was pretty sweet! A few days after we had talked Luke got his tattoo done, and about a week later I got mine.
So this one also took about 3 hours to get done, because there was a lot of shading to do. I also bled a lot during this one, which was kinda weird considering this artist was sooo much better than the guy who did my first tattoo, but whatever, it didn’t bother me. We ended up talking about Green Day with a few different people which was fun. 🙂 I yet again got complimented on how good of a sitter I am. Once we were getting pretty close to being finished the artist asked Luke if I was always this tough, I legit just laid there the whole time happily chatting with people the people who wanted to talk about how awesome this tattoo is and about Green Day. By the end I think the artist was more tired than I was haha, although I did almost doze off a few times near the end of this one as well.
So yeah, I definitely took my fan-girlness to a whole new level, and my mom and dad really hate this tattoo and a lot of people think its gross, but I think it’s fucking awesome! And despite all the bleeding I did, it healed really well! I hardly have any crazy scaring or anything, because like I said, this tattoo artist was awesome! I did bleed black ink during the healing process though, and I ruined a sheet and a pillow. Haha I guess that’s all part of the tattoo experience!
So at this point that is all of the tattoos/piercings I have, although Luke and I plan on getting more tattoos. I think the next tattoos we are going to get are a sun (for him) and a moon (for me) on our ring fingers, since we never wear our wedding rings. I think that will be super spiffy! 🙂
Do you have any tattoos/piercings?
My Green Day tattoo; gross or super badass (you can be honest, I really don’t care)?
How do you feel about wedding band tattoos?