I’m growing freckles. Y’all can call them sunspots if you want, but since it’s my face and they’ve begun to have stuck, I’m calling them freckles. Fun fact, strawberry blonde hair also turns red in the sun.
What I wouldn’t give to have had this chuckle about five months ago, when this question of beauty was of trivial importance and I was still losing my entire mind.
In less than a month I’ll be legal to drink, and in honor of that entire season of panic that turned out to turn into really fruitful but hard to deal with results, I’m buying myself a drink.