See that ugly brown spot on my face? Would you believe that’s known as an AGE SPOT. Yes, that’s what they call it. So that means it’s true: I am aging.
Crap.
Anyway, this spot bothered me so much….that I had it frozen off.
So here’s the new and improved me, sans age spot:
This is not the best photo of me, I know, but you can at least see how the spot is gone now.
That thing bugged me every single day that I looked in the mirror. Even foundation wouldn’t cover it up. So glad it’s gone. Thank goodness that in this day and age we can DO something about these little annoyances that pop up. Call me vain, I don’t care. There’s no reason that I need to have an age spot right smack in the middle of my face. That thing was just screaming “Hey, look! I’m in my 40’s!” I don’t need anything screaming that from my face. I like soft, subtle whispers. Not screams 😉
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