I was sitting at the desk, fiddling with the blog (what else are you to do during nap time in Las Vegas?). I happened to raise my gaze and look myself in the eye, encounter made possible courtesy of the large mirror in front of me. I saw someone pissed. Or was she bored? Or could it be stress that’s lengthening that otherwise-sweet face?
Granted I was not at my happiest in that exact moment (who would be when trapped in a hotel room while in Vegas?? my head was spinning faster than a roulette), I told myself “This face has to go.” And I smiled. It wasn’t even hard, and it looked so natural. More importantly, it suit my face so much better than the old sour-puss face. Now this was a person I wanted to strike a conversation with. “Hi, gorgeous!”
Fake it, until you make it.* If you have valid reasons to have the grouch face on, force a smile. It may make the difference you need in your life. At least in that moment. Smiling reduces stress AND it has the power to make you happy.
A smile confuses an approaching frown.* What better way to diffuse a confrontation before it even starts? Smiling is known to be contagious; smile your way out of an argument by infusing the happy feelings into your opponent. “Peace begins with a smile,” said Mother Theresa.
I’ve never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful.* It’s been scientifically proven that smiling makes you more attractive. Reason good enough to get the grin going?
P.S. Right after I wrote this post, Hubbyloo brought up the issue of my grouchy face. It appears it’s been noticeable to the world around me for some time.
* These are anonymous sayings. Let the italics represent the quotation.