Take a look at me now...

My skin has a perfect balance of adolescent acne and the beginnings of lines. Laugh lines I don’t mind, I'm happy to be smiling that much. The furrows along my forehead I’m less thrilled by as they are the tracks of my confused expression. My eyebrows draw in and sometimes one is raised if I am near enough to question someone. A ‘’V’ forms above the bridge of my nose and I squint a bit – if I do it long enough I get a headache. Which makes sense, since I’m confused. Then there are the lines from my surprised expression…