Funny you should say that, because my AH came in the other day, and his face looked like a worn leather saddle. It freaked me out a little, and I couldn't help myself--I couldn't detach. I just asked him if he wants to live or if he wants to die. He looked a little shocked, but I was just as shocked looking at him.
I remember someone at an Al-Anon meeting had said she stopped drinking when she was told, lovingly, by her husband, "I can see the liquor in your looks."