Stretching My Ears

Hiya, so I said I was going to keep you updated on my stretching process and I am. In this post I'll be telling you what I did, how I did and anything else you might want to know if you wanted to stretch your ears too. Side Note: I am not an expert in any of this, I did a little bit of research and I feel like I know what I'm talking about to a certain extent, but in no way am I qualified to tell you if something is wrong, etc... I hope you understand. So, let's get started.

To start off with I did research into stretching to make sure I felt comfortable. I researched the best size to start with and how to go about this process. I read that the best size to start with when going from a normal ear piercing is 1.6mm which is a 14 gauge. Now that's not very big at all, but I didn't want to strain my ears and have them bleed or split from over stretching them to start with. I went to my favourite piercing website blue banana. I have most of my piercings done there so I knew I could trust the site. I bought a steel PVD stretcher in 1.6mm and from Amazon I purchased my steel flesh tunnel in 1.6mm aswell. In addition I also bought a tub of Vaseline and disinfectant. Those two things are crucial if you want to do it safely.

Steel PVD stretcher

Stainless steel flesh tunnel

Front view of flesh tunnel

First I took my original earrings out and disinfected the holes. I thoroughly washed my hands and the stretcher and then disinfected the jewellery. Then I put plenty of Vaseline on both the ear hole and the stretcher to ensure that I wouldn't rip the existing hole. Now you have to go slowly when pushing the stretcher through your ear, if you go to quickly you could rip and make your ear bleed. If your ear does bleed or it hurts remove the stretcher straight away and leave it alone. All you should feel is a slight tingly sensation, but it should not hurt at all. In the photo below you can see that the stretcher is right to the end, I left it here for about 10 minutes so my ear could get used to the new size. (My ear was covered in Vaseline so it looks pretty gross) 

 

After the 10 minutes were up I then put Vaseline on the jewellery that I chose so as to aid it into the newly made hole and make it easier.

(The camera decided not to focus on my ear, sorry about that) The back of my jewellery unscrewed making it easier to get in. Once I've had stretched ears for a while I'll move onto a double flared gauge. But for now that would be too much for my newly stretched ears.

I plan on leaving these ones in for a month and then progressing to 2mm, I bought a new stretcher and jewellery in both black steel and plain steel. As you can see from the photo there is a small hole in the jewellery, you can actually see the light shining through it. I assume the bigger the jewellery the bigger the hole will be in it. (Let's play a game, every time you read the word 'jewellery' take a shot) I found a really good website to buy my jewellery from click here to visit it. It's called Ear Stretcher. It's really cheap but amazing quality. The steel stretchers I bought this time round actually came from them but were found on Amazon and not the shop it's self. I'm really pleased with how it looks and I can't wait to go a little bit bigger.

If you plan on doing this yourself as well, please be careful, disinfect well to ensure it's done safely and also make sure you don't push your ears too far. I have heard a lot of horror stories of people going too big too quickly and bad things happen. 

Anyway I hope this helped and if it didn't I hope you enjoyed reading any way.

I'll post again when I swap to 2mm. And also when I dye my hair.

Lots of posts to come!!!

Thanks so much for reading, I love you all.

Nadia xxx

I'm A Lobster.

Hello hello.

I've been writing a lot recently but I've realised that this blog was supposed to be about Fashion and Beauty, and it's turning out to be more about what's going on in my life and me ranting on about crap that's happened.. Is that a bad thing? I can't be sure. I'm sure you lovely lot would let me know if this gets a little too much and if it should go back to how it used to be.

Anyway, assuming you've read the title of this post, I am a lobster. Not a full blown red lobster with claws and beady eyes, no. But I am sunburnt to the point of becoming one. I've been in France for 3 days. 3 days in and I'm already burnt. THANKS A LOT DAD!! Why am I saying that? Well, I take after him, he burns ridiculously fast also. My mum on the other hand goes a delightful brown like a biscuit in the oven. I hate her for it. I'm either deathly white and look like I haven't slept in a good few years or I'm pink and itchy which eventually goes brown but only lasts for a few months. I think I'm just destined to be pale. So far my days have consisted of sunbathing, reading, sleeping and eating. That's it. What a life!!! I'm not complaining, it's bloody great. I've been able to catch up on some reading which was nice, it's a past time I've really missed being back in England (I never had space for books). I've been eating amazing meals, they always taste so much better when someone else cooks them for you. So that's the French life I'm living for the time being. Then I go back to the UK and the stress begins.

Changing the subject quickly, does any one else do this:

I often plan ahead in my brain box, not like some people who just like to know what's going on, no, I mean I really plan ahead. Like me and my best friend are planning a night out eventually and me, being the crazy person I am have planned it to within an inch of it's life. Like I've planned where we will go, what I will wear, who I'll see, what I'll say to those people I see, what time we leave said place and move onto another place. I've planned every single detail that could (should) happen. But it usually doesn't go how I want it to and then I get disappointed. It's really stupid and I know I should stop doing it, but I can't. I've tried but my brain just wants to process everything that could happen, all the scenarios that could occur. Maybe it's an illness. Maybe I'm mental. Oh God, I feel like I'm taking crazy pills!! (Name the film that's from, win a high five) If things could go how I planned them too, that'd be great. But it won't, I know it won't. Maybe a few things will pan out how I expected it too but it's very unlikely that the whole thing should piece together the way it has in my head. I hope some of you do this too so I feel less weird.

Right it's time for me to sleep, this was a short one. Sorry.

Thanks so much for reading. I love you all so very much. Hope to see you again next time.

Nadia xxx

Things Are Looking Up

Hello you beautiful lot.

I've been so busy recently that I've forgotten to write, although I don't think it was actually that long ago. Do you know what..? It might have been a while ago, I actually can't remember. To be perfectly honest I can't remember what I did a few days ago...

Anyway, onto this post. Today I thought I'd write about my exploits in Manchester. Let's start from the beginning, that's usually a good place to start. I'd had a final night out with my favourite people, getting merry on many cocktails, I'd had another tattoo done that day too (I'll talk about that in another post) things where going great. The next day, feeling a bit sick from the previous night, I woke to finish packing everything up, I finally took all of my posters down (which, if you've read my last post, was very sad for me) and all of my kitchen things were packed up ready. My sister and her boyfriend came to get me and my many boxes ready for my new life. As soon as they walked through the door I could see the horror on his face and him thinking "Bloody hell, is all this going to fit in my car???" The answer to that was yes. Eventually. It was like an adult version of Tetris. At this point they had barricaded me into the middle seat. They had literally built a wall of my things around me, I felt very unsafe. (See image below to see how squished I really was). It was funny for the first 20 minutes into the 2 hour car journey, after that my legs started feel numb.

This image does not depict how cramped I really was.

So, after 2 hours of being stuck in a hot car, surrounded by everything I owned, we arrived in Manchester. Once we got to their house it was time to unload. Never in my life have I been so greatful to walk around and stretch my legs. I could have ran a marathon, ok, slight exaggeration there, but you get the gist. Yeah so we unpacked everything and I made myself at home in the spare room (where I am currently writing this post)
I've been here for 3 weeks and lots has happened. I have finally found somewhere to live -Insert Applause and Cheering here- it's private halls and looks super fancy. I'm looking forward to meeting the 3 other people I'll be living with for the next year. It's all very exciting!! I've also made the decision to stretch my ears, not drastically but to 2mm just for a change to go with my newly acquired tattoos and soon to be freshly dyed hair, you'll have to wait and see what colour it's going to be. I feel as though I'm slowly killing my parents with shock as every time they see me something new is added or changed. Since I've returned to the UK (1 year) I have found myself with 2 new piercings, 2 new tattoos and 2 soon to be stretched piercings. I feel dreadfully sorry for them having to put up with my changes. I'm sure I'll make it up to them one day by being painfully boring and normal.

Today, as I write this, it is my dogs 10th birthday. Which is crazy to think that I was just 10 years old when we picked up this scared little puppy out of the back of a horse box. I hope there's many more years to come and I cannot wait to smush his furry little face. 

Being in Manchester is strange. I'll walk in the town center and realise that I won't bump into anyone I know, it's a scary thought. But me and one of my closest friends are planning on me coming back to Nottingham to stay with her for a few days and so we can resume our crazy nights out, which I'm so looking forward too. The great thing about this friend is that we can not talk for ages and then all of sudden have so much to tell each other and it's like we've never been away. To me that's what true friendship is, we've even decided to get matching tattoos eventually. We already have a few matching piercings. She's like a sister to me and it's actually funny because we are basically the same person, and every time we go out someone asks us if we are sisters!! I miss her face so much!! 

I've just realised that there are a lot of pictures in this post. Which is new as I haven't really done a post with pictures in for a long time. I'm not sure if I prefer with or without images. You'll have to let me know.

Anyway, back to the story. I'm going on as if everything has been great, unfortunately it has not. Some things have disappointed me and made me super upset, people have said things that shouldn't have been said. I'm being very cryptic, I'm sorry, I wanted to let you guys know that it's not always hunky dory with me but I won't do into detail. There's no point. My friends and family have helped me through it which is all I really needed.

I have 2 days left before I leave for France for a few weeks. I WILL GET BROWN!!!! That's what I keep screaming at myself. I currently look dead, which is not a good look when you're actually alive. I may have been shopping and I may have bought too many summer clothes.. Maybe... I'm just looking forward to real food and getting fat and brown and basically turning into a pig on a spit roast hahaha... Oh the imagery. Anyway, I think that's enough babbling for one post. I'll keep you updated on my stretching process and I'll probably post about my tattoos soon along with my new hair colour once it's done!! 

Thank you so much for reading, it really does mean a lot to know that so many of you read my posts. And it's strange to think that these posts that you read come from my brain box. Hummm. Anyway, yes. Thank you, thank you.

I love you all so very much.

I hope you'll all be back next time.

Nadia xxx