Alas, the time has come for me to bid farewell to my eyebrow ring.
This, as it turns out, was not really a matter of my choosing. I’d noticed that it seemed like I was seeing more of the ring over time, and I’d been a tad concerned about it migrating, but I hadn’t really thought too much about it.
Then, last Thursday, I noticed that I was suddenly seeing a LOT more of the barbell–it was hanging in there by a thread.
I came home and went to go take it out, hoping to avoid a scar, but when I went to loosen it the whole thing just fell right out into my hand! So much for avoiding the scar. It’s not too bad though, and I figure I can come up with some fantastic yet moderately believable story to tell if anyone gives me shit about it. (Knife fight? Ill-fated knitting accident?)
I’m sad to see the piercing go. I really did like it, but since this is my second failed attempt at an eyebrow ring I’m going to have to accept that this is just not to be.
But hey, there’s always tattoos, right? Those can’t migrate…
