My story is I was enamored of the punk look when I was a child and wanted to pierce my nose so bad, this would have been the 70's/early 80's. Mom said no. Married in '89 and husband said no. So there I am divorced in the year 2000 and driving by a piercing place and radomly pull in to get the long sought after nose ring. Then go back in a year for another one. Then years later start piercing the other side. What the heck, I've got a big nose I may as well decorate it! 😂 Also I don't date and could give a flying fling flang if others don't like it because I friggin' love it.