Portrait of a Young Girl with a Prayer Book, 1540
Agnolo Bronzino
This is basically what my facial expression looks like normally, my “resting face” if you will. Rarely a day passes that someone doesn’t ask me what’s wrong or tell me to smile (I get this from customers at my work; my friends and family know better). My response is either a deadpan stare or “This is just what my face looks like”. It’s really starting to piss me off. One of these days I’m just going to go full Hulk on one of the old regulars who think it’s hilarious to call me Smiley.