Gap teeth, the epitome of a hillbilly found in a ramshackle town in the middle of Kansas, are having their moment. I no longer can join the bandwagon. As seen on the cover of Paris Vogue, the Gap is IT. We, as a society, can finally move away from the Chiclet-toothed stars of The Hills and hopefully begin to find a balance between the gap and the blinding white. As everyone knows, this can't happen; we go for extremes. All or nothing.
But can gap teeth replace other frivolous mouth accessories, i.e. grillz? Are we reverting back to our forefathers’ time in England, the land of the burnt yellow teeth? These questions arise from the endless supply of Lauren Hutton covers in the 70's to the numerous shots of Chuck Bass flashing his stained (gapping holes galore!) grin. I cannot help but be enamored. The way one opens one's mouth, being very nonchalant, to expose a gap and doesn’t show the slightest bit of weary or anxiety. That's moxie!
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