Ever had someone take a photo of you, only to discover you looked...not like you thought? Several times I've been surprised to see my image in one picture or another looking smug or disdainful- when my thoughts were anything but. *sigh* MY FACE LIES.
Apparently this is my 'resting face.' Wha??
In this photo at quilt club my friend Jenny is holding up a quilt block...my brain was pondering where she had found her feature fabric, how clever she was, any number of benign, ordinary non-judgemental thoughts.
My face however felt it necessary to communicate quite a different range of emotions. SO yeah. My face hates me.