In the immortal words of Billy Shakes —"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” Except today we’re not talkin’ about roses. We’re talkin’ about age spots. And there’s nothing sweet about ‘em.
Call them what you will: liver spots, solar lentigo, senile freckles (I beg your pardon?!)—age spots happen, and while they’re harmless and generally don’t necessarily need treatment, I didn’t necessarily need to eat that entire cheeseboard by myself last night either. Yet, here we are.