Pouting. It sounds good in theory, but I always look like a right chump. I think it just comes more naturally to some people than others. (Not you, Keira Knightly, I’m afraid.) In fact I’ve stopped trying. My default expression these days is either frowning (at my laptop screen/life in general), grinning goonishly (at something daft the toddler/my husband has done) or smiling lovingly (at my 7 o’clock glass of wine). I have very little room for pouting in my life. Continue reading…
