When bleached teeth just isn’t enough

While channel hopping the other day I couldn’t help to notice how many makeover shows there are. And some of them are even extreme. The most prominent feature is the “pimp my teeth” part. Yep, if you’re teeth ain’t blingin’, you ain’t swingin’.

As not everyone has the financial means to bleach those beauties, I have decided to help out with another method of getting the street cred. This will make you stand out in the crowd. Best of all this is not something I’m making up, this look was successfully achieved through actual participation by yours truly, and the now famous Pedro Perez.

A couple of years ago Pedro Perez and I decided to have a little fun trip to the coast. Just a little weekend getaway to forget about the stresses imposed by “The Company”. Everything was set; we had bookings at a guest house, airline tickets and even rented the cute little smart car, just big enough to fit four fully grown (one slightly overweight) gentlemen.

So we flew down on the Friday, just in time to enjoy the marvelous specials they had a little overcrowded pub. It all went smoothly; although the trip home had some bumps and cost us a buddy for the weekend.

The next day we went on a little wine tasting expedition. Now for us wine tasting and spitting does not go together. And we had a fantastic time. We were going from one wine farm to the next, sampling, swirling and tasting. The Sunday saw us going to a cheese festival. Cheese can be boring though. So we sat on the grass and sampled some red wine at discount prices. We sampled the whole range, even spilling some over some older lady. Luckily she was also sampling wine, because red wine on white pants is not in everyone’s taste.

When it became time to leave the cheese festival, Pedro Perez stunned us all with his magnificent smile. A show stopper indeed. You see, all the red wine turned his teeth black, and it was a crowd pleaser. People just couldn’t stop staring. Being the responsible person I am entitled me to be the designated driver. Pedro Perez was a bit woozy and we decided to dump in the back. So having ample of space in the back of a Smart car, I couldn’t use my rearview mirror without having a little peek at those black beauties.

Since this is something to marvel at, we made another pit stop in town at a waterhole where we had dinner and a couple of rounds. Pedro Perez was famous! Everyone enjoyed. His smile brought joy and laughter to so many.

You see, sometimes it pays to be different. I learnt that black can be just as beautiful as those white pearls. It makes you even more likeable and you definitely make a lasting impression. Well done, Pedro!