#ConfessionFriday
I used to to rock two earrings in my left ear... because of a mistake.
I turned 13 right before Spring Break in the 8th grade. And in my day, Spring Break was always the time to buy at least one pair of shoes or an outfit, or a different haircut, or something else new to come back to school with. Well, even though my hairline was receding a lil, my waves were spinning like the twilight zone symbol... so I didnt want a new haircut. And we didnt have the $ to buy new clothes/shoes mid-year. So, my idea was that I was gonna kill the game by getting my ear pierced!
I went to a booth in Cloverleaf Mall (*a super hood mall*) in the middle of the hall. I believe it was a Piercing Pagoda. No shots at them as a company, but the Lady that day messed up! She drew a dot on my earlobe and put the gun on my ear & and clamped. BUT... she missed the center of dot and the earring ended up being noticeably off near the corner of my lobe. I cant recall for sure if she asked/offered to do it over. She did explain that my earlobe was thick and when she applied more pressure, she believed that's when the gun placement slightly shifted (and she didnt realize it). But I know I said I was OKAY with it and accepted it 'as is'. I rocked the one lazy earring for 2 years.
By the time I was 15, I had grown pretty dissatisfied with having an earring with a gangsta lean. I considered taking that earring out and letting the hole close, and try to redo a piercing in the center of my lobe. But then the light bulb in my head went off! I decided to keep that earring, but get an additional piercing off on the opposite side of the center of my earlobe. NOTE: This was 1999... Two earrings on one ear (without earrings on the other ear) was not a popular thing in Richmond, VA. So yea, I was a trendsetter. Shut up. It was fly! Chicks dug it! Ask bout me!
Anyhoo... I mainted the two earrings in my left ear until I was 30, when I decided they didnt fit me (my image/style/etc) any longer. I havent worn them since.
Oh... if you must know...
In my teen years, I rocked combinations of diamond studs, ball studs, and hoop earrings. I think I may have put in a dangly Cross jank in there for a lil bit. In my 20s, I only wore diamond studs.
But allow me to repeat myself: It was fly! Chicks dug it! Ask bout me!