She stares intensely at someplace on my face; her eyebrows furrow downward as if something has made her terribly angry; her mouth forms a frown; and her head pushes toward me, as if threatening to pull out a magnifying glass and inspect me further.
It's not an attractive expression. Even more so, considering that every time she pulls that face, I know to dread whatever sentence follows it.
"Have you been wearing your retainer? Your teeth are awfully crooked."
"Have you been using that face wash? Your acne is getting really bad."
"You have dandruff."
"Your skin is peeling."
"Why do you have pink eye?" (It's just allergies.)
"You have a mosquito bite on your face." (It's just a pimple.)
Ugh.
I hate that face.