Loving your pearly whites
Today we live in a world where picture perfect teeth are thought to be an indication of health and youth; and even though we know that this is not true the images are too frequent that we start to subscribe to these ideals.
There has been a steady increase in veneers and other cosmetic dentistry procedures that I don’t even dare to understand. I fear that finding out too much information for me might lead me down a rabbit hole so deep that the next time you’ll find me I would have written a thesis on the subject.
So, what happens when the likes of you and I would like to go get our teeth cleaned - nothing more nothing less. I’d rather not walk out with bleached chiclets as teeth, thank you very much.
Ever since we had a dentist visit school with those giant set of teeth and gums I have been (just a little bit) obsessed. As a child I would visit the dentist as advised by my Mama and the dentist. Nothing wild happened, the odd baby tooth falling out, finding out the truth behind the tooth fairy, wondering why the tooth fairy only came at night, etc.
This went on for years until the dentist was on what seemed like perpetual maternity leave. At the same time I had what they refer to as “overcrowding” so I figured since I had to find an orthodontist anyway I looked for a dentist at the same time who would have the task of removing my one rogue tooth which was the entire reason why I had to have braces for the next two years.
So my journey with the old train tracks (yes, none of the Invisalign or Smile Club or any of that) began. I had another layer to add to my complicated life as a student from Kuala Lumpur but at school in Oxford. I had to have my braces put in and then maintained during term time in Oxford by someone else. I found Dr Sarah Haniza through one of Mama’s friends (this detail is a little bit murky to me). I loved her, she has such a gentle demeanor and instantly I not only wanted to have my teeth treated by her but I just wanted to be her friend really.
But before the train tracks could give me years of joy(!) I had to have a tooth removed. This was taken care by the dentist whose office was next to Dr Sarah. Thank goodness I didn’t have to go too far. Do you want to know how it felt to have a fully rooted tooth removed? I think you’re better off not knowing.
Now let me show you my chompers.
At sixteen I had my braces removed and Dr Sarah decided to leave the permanent brace that still lives behind my lower set of teeth and I thank her every day because until today nothing has moved and my teeth are still as perfect as they were when I walked out of her office.
Since then I have had my teeth taken care of by the wonderful Dr. Vincent Barrett at Harley Street in London and then since relocating to Los Angeles I’ve been going to the fabulous Dr. Dani Benyaminy. Neither of them have ever tried to suggest that I have any sort of “improvements” done and for that I love them.