This is going to sound weird and random… but there’s something comforting about seeing elders with one or two gold teeth. It’s like a familiar energy. It’s been like that since a child, whether it was my Reverend at my home church in the country of the Deep South, an auntie, or cousins…I’ve always liked it. Lmao I don’t judge anybody due to their golds, some of the most awesome, loving, and kind people I’ve been around…had Golds. Permanents, not pullouts. 🤣🤗❤️