Unfortunately, I am still void of tattoos so I can only review my experience with Naomi: the piercer, last October.I had been weighing up the idea of a Septum piercing for a long time: 'I'm out of work, is it sensible?', 'it'll look ubercool', 'it'll hurt loads', etc... After months of this and the obligatory 'I'm not sure you should do it (for fear of what my parents might say)' from the other half, I decided to bite the bullet and go and make an appointment with the mentality of 'if I don't do this now, it'll never get done'.So, I wandered in, all nervous like, and said what I wanted. I was told to go take a seat and fill in a form... Oh, snap! You don't need an appointment for piercings! (you do for tattoos, though. They have several very talented, very busy, award winning artists at Voodoo).My nerves obviously kicked into high gear (since I have the pain threshold of an infant girl). My other half remarked: 'you know this means you're getting it done now, right?' 'yeah' I responded in the most nonchalant yet manly way I could muster.Then along comes Naomi who takes me to the piercing room and we begin to discuss placement and how 'brave' I am for having this as my first piercing. She is very upfront with me and tells me that it is going to hurt and even shared a bad experience she had with having hers re-done. I really appreciated that. No sugar coating, just the facts.She puts the clamp on my nose and says about the position. I bottle it and excuse myself by saying 'I'll have to think about the position...', knowing full well she can see right through me. She was very good about it. I apologised for wasting her time but she told me not to worry: she was more concerned that I was 100% on going through with it.After 3 days of my stomach doing somersaults, knowing that I would be going back, I finally made it to 'the room' again. She clamped up my nose, got the big sharp stabbing implement in position, made sure I was fully OK to proceed, then, and only then, did she pop the spike through the first side of my septum, which didn't hurt nearly as much as I had anticipated (don't get me wrong, it still hurt, but it was more of a 'pinch' pain than the 'arrgghh! Just kill me now!' pain I was expecting). At this point my pocket started to vibrate: a phone call! This immediately turned my attention from the pain as the spike popped out the other side. (Having a friend phone you at the perfect moment is highly recommended, it really takes the edge off!)When the bar was through, I lay back so the ring could be put in. Naomi was very conscious of causing me any pain and frequently asked if it was uncomfortable when she was putting said ring in place.After all that was done she told me it looked ace (and, yeah, she sounded genuine. And, yeah, it DOES look ace ;)) and we chatted for a bit. She told me how to look after it as expected and even told me to get her on facebook or call in if I had and problems or questions.A few weeks later I went to have her change the ring, which was free of charge.My story is not an isolated one; Warrington has a fairly small alternative community so I know alot of people who have been pierced by Naomi, all of whom give glowing testimonies on her piercing prowess and how cool she is in general.If I get another piercing she'll be the one to do it. Read Less