I've always had freckles. At least as long as I can remember. I know I wasn't born with them but it wasn't too much later that they started popping up on my skin. First just my nose. Then my cheeks. Then a few on my arms. Then my knees. And then eventually everywhere (well, almost everywhere).
As a kid, I hated my freckles (of course). I got teased relentlessly for them. Freckle face! Leopard! Spotty! I've heard 'em all. My mom used to tell me those boys teased me because they liked me. I never saw it that way. But you know what? I grew to love them. I realized they make me unique and they are fitting with my auburn hair. I even think they make me look younger! It took me years (decades, even) but I'm happy and proud to be a freckle face now.
What did you get teased about as a kid? Mostly my freckles and red hair. Boys can be so mean!
Non-Garmin stats: Bike commute! The sun off the Charles was glorious this morning.
I love your freckles! My grandma used to tell me my freckles were the marks left behind when angels kissed me because I was a beautiful baby. I love that! I was so proud of them when she told me that, haha!
ReplyDelete:)
I love your freckles too! I'm freckle-y as well and have grown to love them. I love the summer because they are more prominent!
ReplyDeleteYour freckles are awesome! I got teased about being flat chested and having chicken legs. I could still be teased about being flat chested and I would love to have "chicken legs" now...
ReplyDeleteAh I am obsessed with your freckles! They are so gorgeous! I get a few in the summer time...wish they would stick around the whole year!
ReplyDeleteI got made fun of for not looking Italian and not having an Italian last name. I tried to explain to kids that I was only HALF and that my dad was in fact Canadian but they just didn't get it. They would ask me why I was so white (italians generally have more of an olive "glow") and why mu last name didn't end in a vowel. Kids are nuts.