Me: Sorry, the questions are kinda corny…
Christine: Haha, but I love corny questions !
Where do you live? I attend university in New York, but this picture was taken in Santiago, Chile where I’m currently doing a semester abroad.
How old are you? By the time you publish my picture I’ll be 21 (I know, I know, I look so much younger…)
What are you awesome at? I’m really, really awesome at caring for the people that I love.
Favorite kind of cake? There are three favorites I cannot possibly ever choose in life — a favorite book, a favorite musical artist, and of course a favorite type of cake. Why choose a favorite when they’re all so fabulous ?
I wanted to pass on this photo of me & some cake for 2 reasons. First, this was certainly the best, most moist, delicious cake I’ve ever eaten in my life. I can’t even explain it in words, that good. Second, this picture was taken the day after I got the piercing that you see. Although I wanted it for a few years, I always told myself “I just didn’t have the face for it” or “I couldn’t pull it off.” But your posting about your short short hair, and having (or not having) “the face for it” got me thinking… And now I’m so glad I finally did it !
A short thought about my piercing:
Something that struck me was the way the people who surrounded me reacted to my choice. From my mother (“Didn’t they have anything smaller? Why your face??”), to well-meaning friends (“You know, when you told me you were thinking about this I thought it would look terrible, but I’m so surprised it actually looks good!”), to a misguided guy friend (“Now all guys will think you’re a freak in bed, you know.”), the reactions were really all across the spectrum. After hearing enough of this, I realized this was precisely the reason I had held off for 3 years — such an obvious modification to my appearance would change the way people think of me. A girl “like me,” with my classic style of dressing, generally refined behavior, a job that I’m lucky to have in an environment where no one has facial piercings, and a future full of interviews in a conservative field, that girl couldn’t possibly get a piercing because it would be so incongruent to what everyone would expect. And that’s exactly what came to pass — The comments made it quite clear that the general consensus was one of bewilderment — we just didn’t expect this of her! We didn’t think you were the “kind of girl” who would get a piercing in her lip!
Well, I don’t know exactly what “kind of girl” it is that gets piercings in her face, but I know that every single time I catch a reflection of my face this decision has made me smile. And while it’s not a profound, life changing revelation, I think that anything that can make you smile at your reflection and embrace your appearance is an awesome thing. I’ve learned that no matter how you present yourself, both strangers and people you love will draw conclusions about about you from your physical appearance, because for better or worse we are a visual world. So I figure, whether it’s your red lipstick, your favorite sweatpants, or your facial piercing, if something makes you happy and embrace your appearance, then love it.
Okay, that was certainly not at all a short thought! I am quite terrible at keeping things short & tend to just ramble on & on (see above), which is exactly why while I read far too many blogs, I don’t keep one of my own. So I have no blog link to share, I’m just glad to share my experience with your readers .
Unroast: Today I love how pink and white my nails are naturally.
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Thank you, Christine!! I love the piercing! And everything you wrote about it. Guys, send me your cake shots and info or just cake shots (I’ll write back with prying questions)!
Also, stuff I’m doing that I wanted to share:
The second piece ever of my COLUMN! Because I’m a columnist now! eeeeee!!! This is about “Snow White and the Huntsman,” but mostly my fear of someone calling me ugly. I’d love your support in sharing this, and making me feel more like a legit columnist. I feel like you can’t be legit with only two pieces on your column. You need like…a hundred?
Turtle Girl Tries Yoga— a piece I wrote about being turtle girl, thanks to some hilarious scoliosis, and my original venture into the world of yoga. This is on Thought Catalog.