yesterday at lunch i had a bagel in daley plaza, deposited a check at the bank and got my ears pierced.
finally.
after 26 years of delay, there i was: perched in the window of claire's on state street (90,000 MILLION EARS & COUNTING!!! the sign screamed) with every single tourist in chicago gawking at the spectacle of a gum-smacking 17-year-old in $90 jeans drilling holes in my head.
make that 90,000 million and one.
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how's about a picture of them newly decorated ears? who cares if they are pink, puffy, and un-sexy at the moment! we need to share your holey glory!
my holey glory? gross!
ew. heh heh.. sorry. for once I wasn't meaning to make nin humor.
Next on the piercing list: belly button
naughty, lindear. taking it to the nin.
and that is it for the piercing list. twas a very very short list and it is done.
this is so exciting! which studs did you pick?
of course, i mean, studs for your ears. unless claire's policies have changed immensely since i was a girl, they don't go handing out hunky body-builder types with purchase.
yes, claire's policies have changed dramatically. now you can pick either studs or a bangle. i, of course, chose susannah hoffs.
Wow... How do they shoot that through your ear with the gun?
i always pictured Oline as the labret type myself.
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