This Won't Hurt A Bit

On Monday, I mentioned the Princess Diaries. Then my dear friend Victoria referred to the Princess Diaries in her hysterical post. I don't know how I'm going to bring Mia into this post, but I'm confident she'll fit in somewhere, because today I'm going to tell you a story. One time, I went to Washington D.C. and my friend pierced my ear in the hotel bathroom.

here's Mia!

I should back up. I specifically asked Whitney to pierce my cartilage, so she packed her piercing gun and I packed whiskey...just kidding, although now that I think about it, that would have been a great idea. Hindsight...

Anyway, we were in D.C. sweating like penguins in the desert and working for ye ol' Microsoft company. My friend used to work at Claire's and she still had her piercing gun, and I told her that I wanted her to pierce me, so she brought her gun. We got permission for her to come for a "sleepover" in my hotel room, and after we were settled in, we got down to business.

I put on my pajamas, because a) comfort and b) I didn't want to have to pull anything over my ear for a while. Whitney prepared her piercing gun and I prepared my heart... just kidding. But I did sit on the edge of the tub for a minute and breathe deeply. 

The most unnerving part was being able to watch everything happen in the mirror. Thank you, hotel bathrooms, for making sure that nothing was unnoticed. 

Whitney was ready. I was ready. She asked if I was ready. I told her I was ready. She made sure. I assured her. She counted down. I shut my eyes. I hope Whitney did not shut her eyes, but who's to know?

I'll spare you the needle gif

And just like that, my left cartilage was pierced! It was way less painful than I had expected, but then in the next couple weeks, it was more tender than I had expected. C'est la vie. 

I hope you've enjoyed this story time. If you've got a great piercing story to share, please let me know! But don't be gruesome, because I will faint. Poem series on that coming soon!

Happy Hump Day!