Okay, I admit. When the infamous “Ugly Face Beyonce” went viral, I laughed. I looked at the picture over and over and over again and just doubled over. I laughed because who knows how many times she makes this face when she dances and nobody really catches it? I laughed at this intimate moment when gravity defied motion and her skin doesn’t seem to know which way to stretch, and her eyes haven’t quite caught up with her rather intense, jerky dance style, and every muscle in her curvaceous body seemed to be flexed at the same time, and how some photographer snapped the million dollar photo of this golden diva looking a bit more like The Rock. And who cares? Every one! There seems to be a wave of pleasure going over her fans, and you can crudely see them all going up in arms like a halftime cheer in a sold out sports arena. Her biggest fans are quick to laugh in her face, at her face, and the many distorted faces she absolutely makes in the throes of a rigorous performance. And they should, because it’s funny shit. It could be the charming thing about her if she would learn to look at herself and say “Yep, that’s my I’m getting freaky face.” For people who “UnFan” her because she is a lot more of a natural human being than we secretly hoped she wasn’t, than guess what? They’re not fans. What I wanted from Beyonce in this time of humble humility, was for her to laugh at herself. I wanted her to go on The Tonight Show w/Jimmy Fallon and re-enact the top 5 ugly faces she makes. I wanted her to show everyone that she is beautiful inside and out. I was really bummed out when it felt like a scramble to hide what nature does to us sometimes. Everyone has their ugliest face. Everyone has had a slow motion fall, knowing that bystanders are witnessing in that horrific moment, the terror in your eyes and the contortion of your mouth as you make an ungraceful pummel to the ground like a person who has never fallen in their life. And we’ve all had friends take our picture, usually after a night of abusive drinking, of our mouth loosely open like a chronic mouth breather and our eyes are half-open and crossed under heavy eye-lids. Why should Beyonce be any different? What gets me is Beyonce didn’t own that beautiful mug of hers for the good/the bad/and the ugly. She has the power to teach people, especially women and young idols, to accept themselves for everything they are. She has the platform to turn this human moment into a hilarious joke she is sharing with the world. And sadly, she let her publicist do all the talking and she let down her fans.