Shall there ever be an end to my beauty? One of my upper incisors has cracked. Yes, I know my dentist told me that I clearly grind my teeth at night. Still, there are boundaries. Bit of respect won’t go amiss. First you clean them then they grind. Better them than me.
Good job I am not American. I wouldn’t pass muster. Though am better than your average English.
My sister-in-law and her grandmother have teeth like a horse. Or an American with help. Perfect. Not a filling in their lives. I have gold from when I was still in the motherland. British dentists in awe of it. Yeah, well. Whatever. Sometimes it’s better to invest long term than taking a short cut.
Since I like to shine light on things how they are my magnifying mirror has confirmed the worst. Next my gums will bleed.
Please do look forward to many more life enhancing shots where this one is coming from