Thursday, April 14, 2005

There are so many new ear piercing options today. To hear my teenage daughter and her friends talk about them or witness their latest piercings is a daily lesson in style and creativity. My son, who's much older, has always been artistic and displays a host of body modifications. When he was younger he liked to see me cringe when he appeared with a new tat or piercing. That was fifteen or so years ago. You didn't see it as much back then here in Smalltown, USA. He now owns a nice shop that does body piercing, tats, and henna apps and lives in another state so I don't see him as much.

Back to the earrings--the lower the number, the larger the pierced hole. You wear a larger earring to stretch the hole and ideally, you go up in size until you have a hole large enough to put a pencil through.

When I hear them speak in numbers and fractions I know they're probably talking about gauges or plugs or eyelets. I think. When I heard them speak of tunnels, orbitals and industrials, I had to step in and get educated.

I remember a time when two holes per ear were radical.

Damn. I am turning into my Mother.



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