I Have a Bitch Face?

Apparently I have a bitch face. When I am just chillin and relaxin, my normal resting face appears to be not so delightful to others. My mom recently snapped a picture of me at my nephews birthday party and I look down right pissed off. I was just standing there, enjoying him open up his gifts. Yet, I looked super freakin crabby! Then, at my friends wedding, a few people thought I was crabby. I was getting my makeup done and telling the artist to do whatever she wants. Not because I was annoyed, but because I had faith that she would do a good job. Take note that if I am just standing there, off in my own little world, and it appears to be that I am mad as hell, there’s no need to think I have a major problem. My normal resting face just appears to be not so pleasant as I’d like it to be. This would be something I’d like to work on, but I guess I don’t really care that much.