THE APPEAL OF FRECKLESdavid
There are features that people traditionally tried to hide but that, over time, have ended up becoming precisely what makes a face attractive.
Freckles are probably one of the best examples.
For years, the beauty industry got us used to faces with completely uniform skin: the same tone, the same texture, not a blemish, not a mark, practically no sign that there was an actual human being underneath all that makeup. And the funny thing is that when freckles appear scattered across the nose and cheeks, the exact opposite of what you might expect happens:
instead of seeing them as an imperfection, a lot of people feel they actually make a face more attractive.
Maybe it’s precisely because they break up that uniformity. Freckles add little points of contrast, make your eyes wander across the face, and can especially highlight the eyes, cheekbones, or nose. They’re a kind of natural pattern that can make a face more recognizable and give it more personality.
There’s also that sense of naturalness.
Freckles remind us that real skin isn’t a perfectly smooth surface created by a computer. It has pigmentation, pores, subtle differences in tone, and characteristics of its own. And very often, those little irregularities are exactly what make two equally beautiful faces feel completely different in terms of how interesting we find them.
In fact, in recent years we’ve reached the curious point where some people
draw freckles on with makeup or turn to semi-permanent treatments to get something that others spent a good part of their lives trying to hide. The supposed imperfection has become a desirable feature.
And then there’s the part that’s impossible to measure. Attraction doesn’t work according to some mathematical chart where a pair of lips adds two points, a nose subtracts one, and twenty freckles add another three. Some features simply trigger something in the person looking at them.
That’s what happens to me with freckles. Especially when they’re concentrated around the nose and beneath the eyes.
I’m not entirely sure why, but far from making a face look messy or taking away from its beauty, I think they give it character, naturalness, and an especially attractive touch.
In the end, maybe part of beauty lies precisely there: in those little characteristics that stop a perfect face from also becoming a completely forgettable one.
Because sometimes an imperfection doesn’t take anything away. It’s exactly what was needed to add something more.
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AUGUST IS SLIPPING AWAYAugust officially ends on Monday, but we’ve decided to say goodbye to it today, the way it deserves, because the end of August should always be marked with
a minute of silence, a cold beer and a distant stare into the horizon.
August isn’t just a month. August is a way of looking at life. It’s the month we automatically associate with holidays, even if it’s been years since we had the kind of summer break we remember from childhood. It means waking up without an alarm, having no idea what day it is, eating at ridiculous hours and discovering that a shower, a pair of flip-flops and a clean T-shirt can be considered perfectly acceptable formalwear.
For a few weeks, even people without a penny to their name get to feel rich. Not because their bank balance suddenly has more zeros, but because they have something far more valuable:
time in which nobody is telling them what to do.
You can be sitting on your balcony in a plastic chair, drinking a can of beer while listening to your neighbor argue with his wife, and still feel as though life is smiling at you. Because you don’t have to work tomorrow. Because you don’t need to set the alarm. Because for a few hours, the world can keep spinning without you having to take part in it.
But everything comes to an end. The suitcases go back into the closet, the flip-flops return to the bottom of the shoe rack and the alarm clock reappears on the bedside table with the same asshole attitude it has always had. September arrives loaded with schedules, unanswered emails, school runs, traffic and people claiming that this time they really are going to start taking the gym seriously.
Most people will already have to start looking ahead to
August 2027 to fantasize about that brief period of the year when we can pretend we’re actually in control of our own lives. There are twelve months to go, but there’s no point thinking about it too much. We just have to keep surviving one week at a time, one public holiday at a time and one beer at a time.
Today, we raise a glass to August. To those who traveled to the other side of the world and those who never left their neighborhood. To those who slept in five-star hotels and those who set up an inflatable pool on the terrace. Because holidays aren’t always about going somewhere far away. Sometimes they’re simply about
nobody being able to force you to be anywhere else.
Until next year, August. You didn’t last long, you cost us far too much and, as always, you disappeared just as we were starting to get used to being alive.
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