I was always self-conscious. And sometimes, I would put my hands in front of my mouth, or I would curtail the happiness I felt because I was embarrassed of my teeth. The teeth in the back were like a brownish yellow; they did not match the front teeth. The tooth over here, which was smaller than the other side, looks horrible. And although I wore braces as a child, my bite [?] was still totally off. It was never fully corrected. And all I said was, “I want to smile like her.” And they totally knew what I wanted. I feel confident I feel happy. I feel like I feel younger because my teeth look young. They don’t look old and yellow and brownish and like they’ve been through six decades. And it just takes me through my day. And all of a sudden, if something happens, which doesn’t go my way. I look in the mirror, and I’ll smile at myself, and I’m like, “You got to go in.” I just feel so great. Really beautiful teeth and a beautiful smile is so important. Because if I feel good, I want to make everybody around me feel good too.