I love piercings.
I like how they look, and the anticipation of the needle puncturing cartilage. I even like soaking them in warm salty water to heal. I especially like that piercings aren’t permanent.
Despite my love, I do believe in too much of a good thing, and unless I want to be the Miley Cyrus of piercings, I knew I’d have to limit myself–I don’t have the face, style, or attitude (okay, MAYBE I have the attitude) for a zillion piercing lifestyle.
I pierced my nose about 5 years ago–a spur of the moment mid-day hangover-induced purchase. Later that night, friends said I looked like I was meant to have a nose ring, or that I looked like I’d had it forever.
Later, of course I wished I’d gone for the now chic and trendy septum piercing instead.
Luckily, we live in a day and age in which I can fake a septum piercing whenever I please, and after reading this article from The Coveteur I was inspired to give the fake septum ring a try.
This is what happened.
My friends and coworkers responded in one of three ways.
- Totally verbally ignoring the new piece of metal in my nose, but staring at it anyway.
- Bringing it up, and telling me to remove it, because I have such a pretty face, I don’t need more metal on it.
- Bringing it up, and saying it’s cool, that I look however I want to look.
While my colleagues had mixed reviews, they had no shortage in opinions. They pulled me aside in the hallway after meetings to confront my nasal addition. Valuable time was wasted discussing my imaginary life choices. Why are septum rings an accessory people feel so strongly about? Nobody felt this way about my other nose ring.
The funny thing was, nobody knew, I wore a septum ring as a social experiment.
I wanted to know how people would perceive me with the risqué cousin to the standard nose ring. Nostril rings are amateur, everyone’s babysitter has one, but septum rings automatically make people think you’re a badass.
In public, I felt like a badass. And whether it was my attitude and septum induced confidence people smiled at me more than usual, and I felt bettered dressed. In fact, I dressed better just for my septum ring. I also put on more makeup. My septum ring was like that cute guy I finally got a date with–I wanted to impress it with my coolest, chicest, flawless faced self. But, just like my cat eye glasses, it felt a little silly wearing my septum ring in my sweatpants.
It’s pretty funny that a tiny metal circle covered in skulls could change my outlook. But it’s even funnier what it told me about my friends and coworkers. Our hallway moments of yay or nay told me so much more about them, than it did about my fake jewelry.
I’m not sure if I’ll pierce my septum for real, but I’ll at least pop it in for those days when I need an extra boost, and when I want to show the world that I am, indeed, a badass.
Have you mixed up your style and beauty routine to see how your friends responded?
Are you a fan of septum piercings? Tell me about it in the comments!
Peace. Love. and Bobby Pins.