I've been wearing my set of steel for the past 2 years and 4 months. It's been attached to my chompers from the depths ocean to the highest peak in South East Asia. Granted it hasn't been the best of buddies, occasionally letting me know how much it hates the inside of my mouth, but it's really become a part of my life and image.
Right now, I can honestly tell you that I don't remember what my smile or my
grrh face looks like without that shine and colour.
Speaking of colour, I've been told my colour choices can be described as boring. I only ever choose two colours and even then, most of the time black is one of them. Once though, I opted for a gold and white combination which looked pretty snazzy.
And for the record: yes, I have chosen the colours purple and pink at least once;
at least once.But let's get back into the current picture. I went to orthodontist today, and I heard something I have never quite heard of before:
"They'll be off by October." So that'll be two more appointments. One to remove the rings at the back and push back the last bit of space. One to remove the entire brace.
For the first time, I'll finally remove my braces.
The grrh face.
