Let's backtrack. L, A, and I decided to go get pedicures (because I have a gift certificate, otherwise I wouldn't have spent the $25). It was wonderful! Next door was a tanning salon and A was going to get spray tanned. I've always been a tanning bed type of girl, but I am getting older, wrinkles are already appearing (Botox in my 20s??) and I'm trying to be smarter about the sun. Plus my mom told me yesterday that people my age are 3 times more likely to get skin cancer (my old response used to be, "Well I'll just get it removed.) I've wisened up and decided to try this spray tanning too.
The lady goes over the directions and reiterates to me the importance of putting on this protective lotion on my hands, feet, knees, and elbows so I don't get really dark spots and tol also stand and wipe down a certain way. Well, I didn't. Too confusing. So I woke up this morning (because it takes about 8 hours to sink in) with hideously dark elbows and streaks all over my arms and legs.
Now it was 95 degrees today. I couldn't exactly wear pants and a sweater. I opted for a long skirt and a t-shirt with careful consciousness of the way I turned or raised my arms to avoid the questions of what happened. On the plus side I did get quite a few compliments on my skirt and newly pedicured toes though! Fortunately this will fade in 10 days. I might just have to go back to my trusty tanning bed. Just for wedding purposes though. Promise.
