When I was about 13 I was convinced that pierced ears would change my life..
I would become beautiful, gain respect from the older girls at school and be able to conquer anything or anyone.
My mother viewed pierced ears as the gateway to a life of debauchary so this needed careful planning.
I saved frantically and hid my stash as my mother was in the habit of taking my money.
The next step was to wait until my mother had her annual trip abroad with her friend.
I stayed with my cousins who had a live of bliss compared to mine, the appointment was booked and my excitement was off the scale.
I awoke that morning thinking that my life would never be the same again.
I headed off after lying to my guardians and convincing them my mother had permitted it, the deed was done, I walked back feeling 10 foot tall and saw the world through the eyes of modern girl with holes in her ears.
My joy was short lived as I b@@@@@@d it all up by putting cheap market stall earrings in before I should have done, I had two scabby ears, my mother found out and punished me for an eternity.
I think the cost was about £4 minus the cheap market stall earrings and the copious amounts of TCP I was getting through.
I should have bought the Brutus jeans..
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