Recently on a walk after school to a nearby gelateria, a freckle faced foe asked how I felt about my spotted skin. Taken aback, I thought for a second and paused. For years I had tried to mimic Lindsay Lohan's magical freckle disappearance, and when that failed, I had resorted to plan B. Turn my face into one massive tanned dot. After a summer of staring into the sun so intently that my lips donned a freckled do', I have learned to fully embrace the freckle. Who wouldn't want to match their polka dotted blouse and say their skin is covered in kisses from the sun? Not me. Frecklesforever.
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