Tony Youn grew up up one of two Asian-American kids in a small town of near wall-to-wall whiteness. Too tall and too thin, he wore thick Coke-bottle glasses, braces, Hannibal Lecter headgear, and had a protruding jaw that one day began to grow, expanding Pinocchio-like, protruding to an unthinkable, monstrous size. After high school graduation, while other seniors partied at the shore or explored Europe, Youn lay strapped in an oral surgeon's chair as he broke his jaw, then reset it and wired it shut for six weeks.
Hilarious! I'm not a doctor (nor do I play one on tv), but I love reading well-written, interesting memoirs. This was a heartwarming, funny and genuine story of an awkward teenager's transformation... more
Hilarious! I'm not a doctor (nor do I play one on tv), but I love reading well-written, interesting memoirs. This was a heartwarming, funny and genuine story of an awkward teenager's transformation into a successful plastic surgeon. Loved it.