Let’s just start this out with acknowledging the fact that I am indeed and undoubtedly a direct decent of a very strong line of gingers.
While I may not have the red hair to prove it, my complexion is a dead give away.
I’m the girl that glows in the dark.
I’m the girl who nurses love when trying to find a vein.
I’m the girl who can’t tan to save her life.
In Disney I was given the nickname Snow White.
I burn, I freckle, I peel.
You can get much whiter than this girl.
So when someone asks if I want to go the beach on this beautiful summer day, I think to myself…
Where’s my extra large bottle of 60 SPF?
And then I proceed to apply a liberal amount on my entire body (even though I will be wearing a one piece).
I pack a hat, a beach umbrella, and the rest of the bottle of sunscreen, and I’m off!
My friend Jenanne and I laid out on the gorgeous white sand out at Halifax’s gem of a beach called Crystal Crescent. She forgot to apply any screen… and yet managed to only deepen her glow, where as I on the other hand am now forced to sleep on my stomach with after burn lotion smeared on my back like butter on toast…
Pink is the new tan.
I’ve long accepted the fact that I will be creamy white forever. I’ll always have to choose the 001 foundation when buying makeup.
That’s fine, I don’t want skin cancer anyway.
I would just like to be able to get through a day in the summer outdoors without requiring medical attention afterwards… (technically Shauna is a doctor and she’s the one that did the lotion smearing… I’m only being slightly melodramatic…)
On a completely different note though, I had such a great day with Jenanne today…beach, sushi, and drinks.
Hope to do it again soon before she heads back to Hong Kong.