My Mid-Aesthetics

In my mid-thirties, while out with friends, piercings became the event of the evening. This was not the typical ear piercing, of which we all had serval, this was the oh so trendy nose piercing; the small diamond stud in the right nostril. I thought the piercing was cute and was all in, until the idea of approaching my boss while donning a nose ring rushed into my head. As the concern of reprisal from my employer raced through my head, I chose to only hand hold those who did receive the