#3: Beauty counter salespeople shoving spot correctors and concealers in your face.
In case you weren’t paying attention, freckle tattoos are apparently a thing in some parts of the world. Word has it that the procedure is called “freckling” and you can even get those little tatts in rainbow hues.
Faux freckles, drawn or stuck on, have been trending since Fall 2014. And 2017’s iteration? Tattoos. One must really adore freckles to dot them on permanently. As a naturally freckled person (three words I haven’t strung together until now), I am amused.
Freckling hasn’t really taken off in Asia, however. That comes as no surprise since pale, porcelain skin is still very much preferred in this hemisphere where Hallyu fever continues to rage. Try googling “freckle tattoo Singapore” — save for a couple of reports on the trend, the other hits are for aesthetic clinics offering laser treatments that remove freckles and other “pigmentary lesions”.
For those who are none the wiser about what it’s like being on the freckled side of humanity, here’s what you’re missing:
- Backhanded compliments …like, “Oh, I don’t want any freckles myself, but they look so good on you.”
- Being told your freckles make you “look cute”. It’s not a bad thing, unless you dislike being “cute” or that comment was delivered in a totally patronising manner.
- Beauty counter salespeople shoving spot correctors and concealers in your face …and their look of surprise when you tell them you actually like your freckles and feel no need to get rid of them.
- Spa therapists assuming you hate your “pigmentation”. Of course they will insist that you try their latest “whitening” or “brightening” facial treatment, and make no attempt to disguise their horror when you politely refuse.
- Unsolicited recommendations to dermatologists …to, you know, set things right.
- “You have dirt on your face.”
- People attempting to rub that “chocolate” off your face.
- People asking if you’ve tried counting them. *Speechless*
- Hating Emma Stone for spoiling the freckle market. (actually… love her more!)
- Being asked: “Aren’t you worried those freckles will join up and become a giant dark patch?” Actually, yes. I love my freckles because they make me me, and I don’t mind being “cute”. That said, I probably don’t need more freckles and I definitely don’t want them forming a continent on my face.
- Being accused of not using sunscreen. This one’s pretty unfair, because freckles are more often a result of genetics than laziness. I’m pretty diligent about using sunscreen as it does help prevent existing freckles from darkening, and more dots from emerging.
Having tested tons of sunscreen products while working at a fitness mag, I swear by these:
When I’m guaranteed to get wet and sweaty — Shiseido Ultimate Sun Protection Lotion WetForce SPF 50+. Lightweight and effective.
When I’m mostly indoors — Shu Uemura Stage Performer BB Perfector, which offers SPF30 and PA++ protection, smells great, and gives the complexion a healthy glow.