Can’t Get a Date? You Might Have Bitchface

Let’s be honest — it ain’t natural to walk around town smilin’ like an ape all day. Who does that? It’s abnormal.

By CC Staff

But still, people constantly ask me “what’s wrong?” and tell me I look unhappy because I don’t bare my teeth at the most minor of incidents. In its relaxed state, my face looks, well, a little subdued. I can’t help it. It doesn’t mean I’m upset, actually, it indicates the opposite, usually.

Apparently the lackluster, natural facial expression now has a name: Bitchface. Funny, right? Because contented women are usually total bitches. But maybe it’s true — we seldom realize how important and off – putting facial expressions can be to those around us.

Just like how I don’t realize when I’m talking to myself on the bus anymore, I never thought that my “bitchface” could be repelling friends, boyfriends, job opportunities, apartments, weekends in the Hamptons, et al.

I’m not going to stuff some “SMILE!” bullshit down your craw, but it’s something to chew on: how are you presented to the world in your most natural form? Your face, after all, is something you have little control over, past concealer — there’s no dressing it up with a flirty top or funky accessory.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I suppose a little Mona Lisa something – or – other never hurt anyone. It’s best to be subtly alluring and mysterious rather than a happy, toothy cheerleader… or a stone – mouthed bitch.