This book is about the way your face looks different under different emotions. The story rhymes decently even though it does have some sand in its cadence. The story is nice and so are the illustrations, but it feels very self-published, and not in the complementary way. The message as an adult seems convoluted. This almost seems like a book you’d give to a little girl about not needing makeup or not needing augmentation. It feels like it’s halfway between what it wants to be and what it should be.