
I’m one of those people who has resting bitch face. No, I’m not in a bad mood, I’m not mad at you (trust me, you’d know if I was), I’m not scowling, that’s just my face. The amount of times I’ve heard things like “You would be prettier if you smiled” and “cheer up love, it can’t be that bad” must number in the hundreds (if not thousands) by now. Here’s the thing though – my face is fine just as it is. Some days I don’t feel like plastering on a smile just to make myself more pleasing to someone else, and I shouldn’t have to. Except sometimes I feel like I do… View Post



