I mean, braces - for MYself.
I had a consultation with an orthodontist today… and then they made molds of my teeth… and took pictures… and gave a price *gasp* quote. They promise my smile will be PERFECT. Martha Stewart anyone?
Oh dear. Why am I going to do this? Oh yeah, so my big front tooth won’t poke someone’s eye out while passing in the grocery aisle. The consultation gal said my tooth is not actually big, it is merely an illusion since it stands at attention in front of the rest of my choppers. She didn’t put it that way, but I just did.
AND I have a narrow mouth… I am told they’ll make it rounder, so Commander Front Tooth and Under Study Front Tooth will no longer be the first ones passers-by meet when I grin… I think the doctor said, “So we will see more of your perfect teeth when you smile.” I think I may just want to get braces so I can hear these people talk about my beautiful and perfect teeth every time I go in to get my mouth wrenched into place. No pain, no brain gain!
I am dreading this. But I am looking forward to better spacing and spending less money on floss. The spaces between my teeth catch more food than a … oh forget it. Maybe the train tracks on my teeth will make me look younger… I noticed that Bella Dancerella has braces… she’s young… and has a sthlight listhp. Hmmm…
Recent Comments