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Africans And Body Art

So I’ve been dying to ask, what’s with Africans and body art??

Last year, I got this piercing and my parents kept asking why and what value it added to my life, lol. They didn’t tell me to take it off though until I went to church with it and it became the “gossip” for the week.




Somehow, people who thought my parents were blind had to draw their attention to it and my dad made me take it off. I was 17 then (just before my 18th birthday πŸ™„πŸ™„).


Last month, I pierced again thinking I’m old enough now (apparently I’m not), I went to church and the same people did the same thing again. I’m not going to even start delving into the “judgemental and hypocritical” part but what really is their issue with piercings??



I love piercings and I can’t get them because of society?
These people who are so quick to judge you by your piercings and body art, the length of your skirts, the kind of tops you wear do not pay attention to how your doing emotionally, psychologically and otherwise.

Another quick question.. why do parents listen to everyone except their children??? 🀷‍♀️🀷‍♀️
Please if you have answers tell me while I go and look for where to pierce again.

NB: Pictures are 15 months apart 

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Have a lovely weekend beautiful Homo Sapiens ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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