clarification

although my inner molly jensen is save to correct some of you in yesterday's condolences;

i cannot, in good conscience,  allow those of you to still falsely believe yesterday's toothless photograph is me.

i am shocked and flattered (even if she is missing a front tooth) that anyone of you would actually think that was me.

c'mon, it's demi moore. i'll take ANY comparison i can get, even if it is her twin, meth addicted sister.

nancy meyers? i'm smelling a script??!??!?

but alas, twas not me.

my vanity did not allow a camera within a 6 mile radius whilst my tooth was amiss.

aye aye matey

so here's the story of my missing tooth:

two hours into our drive up north i bit into a very soft, unsuspecting granola bar.

out came my front veneer!?!?

{childhood bout with spinal meningitis= crazy high fever=white spots on my teeth=false fangs}

let's focus.

so here i am last week, on vacation with (pardon my french) no fucking front tooth during binge fest 2010.

i walked around with a tube of fixodent and superglue, but still wasn't able to remedy mywest-virginia tee-rash look (as lovingly nicknamed by hh).

i saw a new dentist on monday and was given the dreadful news that i must get an entire new set of choppers. sadly, this isn't the first time one of them has popped off. i wonder if demi and i shared the same incompetent dentist?

suck.