I think that anybody that smiles automatically looks better.
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
Children show me in their playful smiles the divine in everyone. This simple goodness shines straight from their hearts and only asks to be loved.
Wrinkles will only go where the smiles have been.
Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.