i have freckles. i got them from my mom. i used to not like my freckles. my aunt used to tell me they were angel kisses.
it took a while, but now i love my freckles.
one time i was sitting next to cindy on the couch. sometimes she forgets how many freckles i have. for the record, we were both kind of out of it when this conversation took place:
cindy grabbed my arm and said," b, have you ever wondered what you would look like without freckles?" we sat there in silence for a minute, both looking at my arm.
and then without really thinking, i flipped my arm over. and there's your answer. i didn't even say anything...we both started laughing so hard.
in the summer, i don't get a tan....i get more freckles. don't worry, i learned the hard way that sunscreen is a must with these freckles. but if i do it right, i just turn into one big freckle (without sounding gross....) and that's how i tan. california, here i come.