Try having people constantly tell you, “Gee, you look so much prettier when you smile,” [because I have resting b-face and somehow it’s my fault that my everyday face makes them uncomfortable (grumble)]. Thanks — but I can’t go around smiling all day like an imbecile. As for makeup, I like wearing minimalist amounts of it. When I was in high school, I had a glamazon (Instaglam of makeup in the 90s) with a makeup mask line three shades darker than the rest of her tell me, “Gee, you can’t hardly tell you wear any at all. How brave of you to show how you really look.” Ouch. See, the knife can cut both ways. And yet, while her remark was rather cutting and vapid, I too have to give her credit for having the bravery to don a mask-load of makeup each and every day because, guess what, that’s her prerogative.