Weddingbee Blog

Today, we will be talking about teeth, or rather - teef - if you’re a Chicagoan.

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Meet Duncan Keith, also known as “Duncan Teef.” He lost seven teeth in the process of bringing the Stanley Cup home to Chicago back in 2010. I am sure you can all connect the dots here.

Anyway. I am quite lucky to be the proud owner of every single one of my natural teef. My parents gave me the gift of good dental genetics, and so there’s a whole mouthful over here. There are a multitude of jokes that can be created out of my previous sentence—see what you can come up with.

Despite my fortuitous dental makeup, I am also an avid Coke drinker (see sidebar over thar –>). In the past six months, I’ve also picked up a wicked addiction to the green mermaid lady. People, my teef are straight-up tawny. Don’t say yellow - I’ll throw a puck at you.

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This weekend, Bossyboots and I shot our engagement photos. There was no freakin’ way I was taking photos with tawny teef! Enter Rembrandt.

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Now, I know Crest is the popular choice when it comes to teef whitening, but… let’s just say I walked into Target, looked left at the $46 Crest kit, looked right at the $19.99 Rembrandt kit - my choice was clear. I’m a cheap date and a cheaper shopper.

I waited until the night before our engagement photos to use the kit. My teef are super sensitive (probably from putting my molars through a lifetime of soda-induced torture), so I was a little nervous to carefully place the trays into my mouth. Bossyboots made the most of my inability to speak, let me tell you. That boy was in heaven. He practically made a game out of putting on a comedy show, just to watch me struggle to keep those trays in my mouth. Laughing + teef whitening = a challenge.

The results? Check it out:

That $20 teef whitening kit gets an A+ from me! The process really wasn’t so bad either. The included trays were comfy to wear, my teef weren’t in too much pain, and it worked. High marks from me - and I felt the satisfaction of sticking it to the Crestman. I didn’t realize that I held a grudge against the Crestman, but I guess I do. For two hours of my time, during which I painted my nails and watched Jersey Shore, I gotta say this was a pretty painless way to spend my time.

What’s your favorite whitening kit? Crest, Rembrandt… or are you smart and don’t drink tawny beverages in the first place?