When I pierced my lip I didn’t do it to impress or attract anyone, I did it because when I look at my face even with make up on it is incomplete to me. I have a mental picture of myself and what I see there is not what I see in the mirror, it’s not a true reflection of myself. No, I’m not ugly, but I wasn’t expressing myself the way I truly wanted to; makeup is not my preferred medium, I like body jewelry.
Who knew that with just one piece of jewelry strategically selected and placed my confidence would leap. Ok maybe that combined with losing a little weight in my face, but seriously I noticed that I’m not shying away from people as much. It’s weird because “it’s just jewelry.” It doesn’t make me tougher, harder, scarier…it doesn’t really change me, it simply makes me more comfortable. I know it adds to my beauty and can even seduce a guy from across the room just watching me work it with my mouth, but it’s just an accessory, an extension of me.
Don’t be scared to be you…unless your a psychopathic murderer or worse, if so then just get help because you still are who you are so it’s ok to admit it so others can be who they are. Lol that’s so not where I intended to go with this.
Good day people. I’m up after only 5 hours of amazing sleep and am amazingly energized…I wonder if it’s still the adrenalin or thrill of the new piercing. I woke up with a swollen lip thanks to having to push the needle through twice, but it’s come down some and I don’t have plans but to clean and pack some.
Well I’m off to start my day, I mean afternoon. 🙂 What makes you different?
I have to give a shout out to one of my favorite vloggers on YouTube, Sary Fairy. Her creativity in self expression and body art to accentuate beauty is admirable. Her vlog is fun and full of positive messages, even addressing, at one point, comments claiming “it’s easy for you to be confident, you’re beautiful” and accusing her of lacking confidence and using makeup to hide behind (watch here).
I don’t know her life story, nor have I watched all of her videos, but whatever her history or reasons behind anything she does do not and should not matter to anyone but her; who isn’t covering something up? Confidence is an emotion, a feeling, if body art brings out your confidence then embrace it! We should all be confident in ourselves in whatever way comfortable.
So here is a big Finally Fixing Me shout out to Sary Fairy: Your beautiful as you so go on and Express Yourself girl!
To view and subscribe to Sary Fairy’s vlog visit https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCXcsSjtT-h_XwBzyJGSKtAg
Tattoos, piercings, dermals, and other forms of body modifications are each person’s form of artistic expression; their body the canvas, each chosen method of modification their medium. Art is beauty and meant to be appreciated, admired, discussed, but most of all it is a piece of a story.
Here’s a part a part of mine:
I was maybe 10 when my mom took my best friend and I to get my ears pieced. It was the typical Clair’s type store in a mall in the 80’s, you pick your piercing studs, sit on a stool, find and mark the location to pierce, then close your eyes as they place the piercing gun and pull the trigger, repeat next ear. Looking back now this has to be one of the most traumatic ways to pierce an ear.
In middle school I went back to get a second set of piercings in my lobes. Same process, but this time they missed the mark and the piercings were too close together for me to wear anything but a hoop in the first hole. I took the 2nd piercings out early hoping they would close, but that never happened. So disappointing, my design was incomplete and couldn’t be fixed. Stupid piercing guns.
I had so many visions that I could never act on for years after that. My mom refused to allow me any more ear piercings and any other placement as ugly. There was a point in high school where my vision was clear, I knew what I wanted next and exactly what to do. I grabbed my original stud (it was thicker), cleaned my ear, pressed it to the skin covering my cartilage, and pushed. It took some time, too many grooves in the stud, and oh God, it hurt that way. It seemed like it took a half hour, but it was through and framed perfectly. I can’t explain the rush I got or the satisfaction I felt, but every ounce of pain made it mine and perfect. There would be no more piercing guns or unqualified staff decorating my canvas.
-Express yourself ~Madonna