What do Prince Harry, Tom Cruise (and I) have in common?
We’re survivors of the orthodontist’s chair. Yep, we were metal mouths, had to endure the minty flavored molds and tightening of the wires at each visit (ouch!) as well as thoughtful comments from people like, “Don’t smile at me, you’ll blind me.”
All for tooth straightening and re-spacing, jaw realignment, and...I don’t know, better smiles?
Those of us who were really lucky (waving hand here) got the night gear, as well, that startlingly attractive metal brace you connected around the back of your head. I remember many a night, waking to my whole face throbbing, and chucking the thing across the room...only to dutifully put it on again the next night.
But hey, the braces paid off. I lost my enormous overbite by the age of fourteen, and never looked back. And I understand today’s orthodontia has gone “cool,” offering colored wires (like black and orange for Halloween) and neon rubber bands.
Plus, let us not forget the look of the current darling of Thursday night TV...
So...tell us, what’s your experience with braces? Had them or have them? Love them or hate them? Flap your gums and fill us in!
Friday, October 19, 2007