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Island Princess.
While staring longingly at the display of pink, heart shaped J-Lo hoop earrings in Macy*s, I decided that I would take the ten dollars I was planning on buying a Dirty Dancing poster with and pierce my ears.
My mother vehemently and (unsuccessfully) attempted to persuade me that I would die of hepatitis if I let "that gay man who was probably dying of AIDS at the Piercing Pagoda" put holes in my head.
But I persevered. And if I have not died of complications from AIDS in four weeks, I get to remove the studs and wear the J-Lo ones. Wee! So this is how all those 8 year old girls feel.
My mother vehemently and (unsuccessfully) attempted to persuade me that I would die of hepatitis if I let "that gay man who was probably dying of AIDS at the Piercing Pagoda" put holes in my head.
But I persevered. And if I have not died of complications from AIDS in four weeks, I get to remove the studs and wear the J-Lo ones. Wee! So this is how all those 8 year old girls feel.
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my mom came with me and wanted to hold my hand. we were in the middle of the mall and iwas like. uh no thanks mom. i think i can handle it.