My dad pierced my ears when I was a baby while we were living in the refugee camps. Given the conditions at the time, he used tools that were not ideal for piercing, resulting in piercings too large for small studs. At last, I bit the bullet and got a second piercing a few days ago. I am not going to pretend to be tough–my ears are still hurting. I can’t wait until they fully heal and finally start wearing cute little earrings like the ones I found at Vale Jewelry (shown above.) I’d love to wear his and hers initials on each ear. Six more weeks…

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