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A Random Thought

"Beauty Mark" - Charlotte Gainsbourg

F@$k this love, no love bullsh*t. Let's change the subject. I feel like being random. Ever wonder where moles come from? Well, I know you could probably Google it...wait...(one minute later) I just googled it and this is the first, most hilarious explanation that popped up:

"Moles can be as perplexing as ice hockey, cribbage, Star Trek conventions, politics and most television shows. 'Nobody has really figured out why people have moles. They make no sense and don't appear to serve any purpose,' says Kevin Welch, M.D., assistant professor of dermatology at the University of Arizona Health Sciences Center in Tucson. In most cases, moles are like harmless hitchhikers, taking a free ride on your back, arms, legs or face. They can last 10 to 40 years, then fade away." - http://library.mothernature.com

I totally agree! So, why this sudden change in blogging? Well, a week or so ago I noticed a new mole on the right-side of my chin. I swear it wasn't there before, but my sisters insist it was there all along. It wasn't. Luckily, it ain't big. I already have a big one on the left side of my face next to my ear, but I've had it since I was a little girl. No surprises. It was just there. I wasn't expecting any more and now this baby one, like the one on the tip of my lip, showed up. As long as neither one doesn't grow into a brownish-black bubble with an ugly hair sticking out, I'm good.

Studies show you're not born with moles. Some develop by the time you're in grade school while most would actually fade away over time. Yet I've had all of mine for as long as I can remember. I'm not spotted like a Dalmatian, but they do tend to be in the same area, mainly on my forearms and wrists. They don't seem harmful since they haven't changed shape or size and I pay extra close attention because they've always tripped me out. Why are they there? What's the point?

My mom once told me that they can tell a lot about a person and highlight certain characteristics about them. Like having one near my ear means I can hear very well (true) and the one near my lip means I like to talk a lot (also true), but I'm not sure if this is factual or purely superstition. She said that people who have moles on or around their cheek tend to cry a lot and can often be seen as beautiful so this becomes their "beauty mark." Look at Marilyn Monroe and Cindy Crawford's signature moles. Moles on the neck means a person has a lot of admirers, directly behind their shoulder means they're deemed as the "black sheep" in the family, anywhere on their hands means they're skilled/crafty/creative, anywhere on their feet means they're quick (though I may have to disagree with this last one, but I swear the one on the bottom of my right foot was caused by a permanent marker that slid towards me while I was drawing on my bed).

Some time during my high school years, one appeared on the inner part of my hand, just below my right thumb. It looks like a spec of dirt and yes, I've been told this before and yes, at first I thought it was. It looks like I could rub it off with a good skin cleanser, but it won't go away. Trust me, I've tried. I figure it means that I'm a "good writer" and I had to find my calling later in life, which is why it didn't appear right away. Yes, let's go with that. I need something to keep me motivated! So, I think I've just about covered my moles and their meanings, but I'm sure we could come up with more as I continue to write this. I'm sure you're probably going to analyze your own after you read this. I've learned this is definitely a great conversation starter as long as you don't pinpoint the one that would focus on a flaw. Try it.

Hmmm...just a thought in my head before bed...



Lyrics:

I've got a beauty mark
Written on my skin
Close to my heart
My favorite part
My beauty mark




I keep it out of sight
Safe from the world outside
This old battle scar
This secret part
My beauty mark

This little death
This mark of sin
Forever printed on my skin

I'll keep it for you

This hidden place
This private part
This secret door into my heart

I'll keep it for you

This precious jewel
This darling bud
This tiny reservoir of blood

My beauty mark
I'll keep it for you


http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/charlottegainsbourg/beautymark.html
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http://library.mothernature.com/l/symptoms-their-causes-cures/moles_2225.html

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