PurplTone™ Colour Corrector

The sensitivity from strips was so bad I couldn't drink cold water for days. I wasn't willing to go through that again. What convinced me to try PurplTone was the fact that there's no peroxide — nothing that could cause that reaction. After my first brush, I looked in the mirror for a while. It was just... noticeably better. Cleaner looking. I've used it every morning since and that's all I do. Nothing complicated. Nothing that hurts.

Traditional whitening was never going to work for me — my natural teeth would lighten while the crown stayed the same shade. I'd end up looking worse, not better. PurplTone corrects tone on all surfaces, not just natural enamel, so there's no mismatching. My teeth look more even and natural now than they have in years. Four stars only because it took me a use or two to work out the right amount — start small, pea-sized really does mean pea-sized.

Seeing my own face in the corner of the screen every week was making me self-conscious in a way I hadn't expected. I wasn't looking for a miracle — I just wanted to stop noticing. The 60-day guarantee made it a reasonable thing to try. I'm on my third bottle now. My daughter asked what I'd done differently. I told her: one brush a day with this, that's it.

My main worry with any whitening product was ending up with teeth that looked done or artificial. I'm 67 — that's not how I want to look. What I wanted was to look like myself, just not the yellowed version that coffee and the last thirty years produced. That's exactly what I got. Natural. Even-toned. My son looked at me at Christmas dinner and said I looked well. He couldn't pinpoint why.

It hurt. It faded in six weeks. I was back to where I started, minus $400. I had genuinely given up. A friend mentioned this and I thought — fine, I'll try it, but only because there's a guarantee. Three months in. No pain. Not once. Four stars because if I'm honest it took a few days before I stopped second-guessing whether it was working. Then I took a photo. There it was.

I retired last year and have been getting back out — dinners with friends, a couple of reunions, family events where cameras are always out. I was always the one behind someone else in group photos. Six weeks in, I'm actually in the pictures. Actually smiling. Not because my teeth are perfect — they're not. But because I stopped thinking about them.