Yesterday my subtle, elegant, gold curly-cue stud jumped out of my nose and, presumably, down the drain and off to the great sewage beyond.
It didn’t even give me two weeks notice.
I searched desperately for my back up nostril stud.
To prevent the piercing from closing up before I could buy a replacement I inserted a one-of hoop that I had lying around.
Funny thing is, I’ve been hemming and hawing about going back to wearing a hoop for a while now.
Guess it was time.