I’ve admitted it before: my face ruins things. Wedding photos, rando photos, live television appearances, feelings that I’d rather keep to myself… Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves? Well, mine’s all up on my grill. There’s no mistaking how I’m feeling; one look at my mug and it’s pretty apparent I’m ecstatic/frustrated/weepy/ready to ... » Learn More about “Mommy, That’s Your Disappointed Face”
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