I might have mentioned this before, but I have always had this serious self consciousness involving my freckles. Specifically the ones covering my pale arms. When I was in the second grade, a little boy in my class told me I looked like somebody threw poop at me from behind a screen door. I was never a fan and that probably made it worse. So, up until a couple of years ago, I would have never worn a dress like this, exposing so much of them, in fact, all of them. Why the change? Well, as an adult, I have sort of figured a few things out. Not much, but a few things.
One of them is that when life gives you lemons, you gotta make lemonade (and probably add some vodka.) So, with that being said, one day in my adult life, I figured eff it. I could have much bigger issues than pale, freckly arms. I say flaunt em, baby! Some people love freckles and wish they had them too. Sure, I might slather on the faux tan like there's no tomorrow, but, hell I still flaunt those babies.
|Lemon print maxi dress: Keds via Macy's | Bracelets: Target | Bag: Thrifted | Sunglasses: Warby Parker "Preston"|
|Gold glitter sandals: Target|