i will never be a bronzed beauty. i just won't. and i clearly need to stop trying. especially on 101 degree days. on a raft. in the middle of a swimming pool. covered by zero shade trees. for two hours. with minimal sunblock. in a two-piece. with a stomach that hadn't seen the sun in years. and one rolling rock light. i think the beer perpetuated my belief that i would develop a luxurious, deep tan.
instead, my skin is on fire.
After four decades on this planet, I still have trouble with the ironclad "don't drink beer in the summer sun" rule. Bad things happen.
ReplyDeleteFor the second time in two months, I am about to start peeling because I thought I could get a tan. I can't. I am perpetually pale. I feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteyou should change your outlook. pale = beauty, as does dark hair. but maybe its just me :)
ReplyDeletei want to date wednesday adams. ummm... yeah