I inherited all the embarrassing traits. Starting with a pronounced overbite, then teeth growing in places where they didn’t belong (like the roof of my mouth), I had braces from junior high up through my senior year. The only reason my orthodontist agreed to take the braces off was because I pleaded with him. “I’ll be the only person with braces in the graduation composite!!!” I continued with a retainer for a couple years later.
To make matters worse, my time in high school was plagued by severe acne. I had weekly trips to the dermatologist to adjust the concentrations of benzoyl peroxide and antibiotics. And I was a nerd. And a midget. I couldn’t have asked for a better life in high school.
Another embarrassing family trait – we go gray at a young age. Luckily, I seem to have avoided the gray. I’d have my sister check every once in a blue moon. Without fail, she’ll find several gray hairs. But I don’t have enough to warrant hair dye which makes me thrilled.
Surpisingly, the other day while washing, I found a gray pubic hair. It freaked me out. What an odd occurrence. Down there of all places! The brazilian is finally growing out, but I think it may be time to get it done again. The pain of another wax versus gray hair that (lucky me) I get to see and stare at every morning. I don’t know what’s worse.
…when we are born we have all the hair pigment we will ever have, none is made beyond then. When the pigment is used up the hair turns gray, this is natural, perhaps your family used the resources for creating pigment for other uses such as sharpened intellect.
Speaking of “sharpened” things — have you tried a Sharpie on your grays? That’s my secret, and now that it’s out, I would like you to hand over Marc’s signature dish secret.
Weeser
P.S. Don’t tell Pdog. She’ll kill me for doing something so janky, and then tell me to put on more blush.