|Two days ago at work with my babies :)|
I tried about a year ago at Wal-Mart in the states but the lady put one in that faced LEFT and another that was so crooked it looked as if the stone were depressed and looking at the floor. It was horrible.
I've honestly trying to up my image for work this past year, lost the 50 pounds, got a lesson from the kinder teachers on how to wear makeup -they honestly GRABBED me one day in the morning and said "We're giving you a makeover!" I didn't even know them that well but I guess they just couldn't deal with a grown woman not wearing her war-paint. Once in the school I worked at before this one I was actually taken into the OFFICE to have my boss tell me that I should try out wearing eye shadow and mascara. THAT pissed me off, but these ladies were kind and funny and I felt like a princess.
Of course they made me look like a prostitute, but in the end I learned enough to start going about it on my own.
Do they have piercing places in the mall here like anywhere else though? Uh..not that much. I went today and nobody could even tell me if a place EXISTS in this city of 1,000,000 people. Yet all 6 of the ladies I asked HAD pierced ears. One mentioned that everybody just takes their baby girls to the doctor when they're a few days old and he does it. Seriously, nobody could give me a place.
|See? They even put makeup on DAISY!|
So. I did! I went home and got ice cubes, a bottle of rubbing alcohol and the pointy tipped earrings. Of course when I got to her house she looked at the alcohol like I was insane and instead made me stick the earrings into a clove of garlic for one minute.
Ohhhhhh Mexico. Garlic DOES have antibacterial killing .....stuff and I thought it was pretty smart. (although I still threw them in the alcohol for good measure, despite her dismay.)
2 minutes later and I had pierced ears - and it didn't even HURT! They said bee sting but I barely felt a thing and it hurt A LOT OF FREAKING SHIT LESS than it did at Walmart with the gun.
|Just to show you that he DOES smile.|
Plus, I've always wanted to buy all the spangly earrings I see in stores :D
I deal with well-to-do parents on a daily basis and have honestly taken it in that it would do me well to look my best. People respect you more when you look like you care about yourself and it's high time I DO that (and reap the benefit of that bit of added respect.)
Next is my hair. I've had the same hippie hair cut since I was....born. I've only deviated ONCE into the land of layers and then went strait back to my hippie hair. Alas the time has come though and my boss knows a man who's apparently the GUY to go to.
I've even started buying clothes that are wardrobe pieces and not just my normal kooky shit or t-shirts.
Maybe it's the water here? I mean really who AM I? Or maybe I'm getting old?
Or mature? Or just care about my job. I think the real fact is that I'm around so many other people who take pride in their appearance that it's rubbing off and I just plain want to fit in. Plus, it feels good. I'm second from the right in this picture, I don't even recognize myself! Lipstick! Blush!
Aaaaaaaaaaand I'll no longer be that weirdo gringa no-earring/makeup wearing FREAK. Cuz they really did think I was a freak.