Beyond Pale
Summer must be here if my half-Japanese co-worker is getting sunburned. I feel for her, I really do. I myself have been caught unawares many times in the past when it comes to the sun. But I mean honestly, who expects to get a sunburn in February?
I've been stupid plenty of times too. For some reason every couple of years I forget that I'm freakishly pale and don't take the necessary precautions. For instance, last year. First time outside for months, it’s June I think, and not a cloud in sight. I tried to stay mostly in the shade but wasn't overly concerned so forgot the sunblock.
Later that day I ended up looking like "Love-a-Lot Bear." Apparently a V-neck tank and a chin shadow will create a perfect heart shape on my chest like a Care Bear. To this day if I get overheated I can see a faint outline of the burn, talk about skin damage.
In Hawaii a few years back I burned my ass snorkeling, how dumb is that? When JR and I would sit on the beach together it was like a silent comedy. Every couple of minutes he'd get up and drag my chair back under the shade of the umbrella then go bask in the sunshine while I huddled covered up.
I've tried tanning but the most I ever got was freckles. I do think it helped prevent me from burns, but I have no proof. The truth is I'm not meant to be tan. Which is a fact I think I'm finally coming to terms with. My goal now is to go "super-white" and embrace the whole Victorian vampire look. I mean hell; I'm practically a vampire anyway with my work schedule. This makes the Sun my nemesis and those dreaded freckles my anti-Christ. It may be difficult to uphold my goal this weekend since I'm planning a trip to Cedar Point, thank you free Media tickets. But the plan is to slather every exposed inch in a nice gooey SPF 45, or higher, and dart into the shade at every possible moment. Wish me luck for overcast skies and short lines!
I've been stupid plenty of times too. For some reason every couple of years I forget that I'm freakishly pale and don't take the necessary precautions. For instance, last year. First time outside for months, it’s June I think, and not a cloud in sight. I tried to stay mostly in the shade but wasn't overly concerned so forgot the sunblock.
Later that day I ended up looking like "Love-a-Lot Bear." Apparently a V-neck tank and a chin shadow will create a perfect heart shape on my chest like a Care Bear. To this day if I get overheated I can see a faint outline of the burn, talk about skin damage.
In Hawaii a few years back I burned my ass snorkeling, how dumb is that? When JR and I would sit on the beach together it was like a silent comedy. Every couple of minutes he'd get up and drag my chair back under the shade of the umbrella then go bask in the sunshine while I huddled covered up.
I've tried tanning but the most I ever got was freckles. I do think it helped prevent me from burns, but I have no proof. The truth is I'm not meant to be tan. Which is a fact I think I'm finally coming to terms with. My goal now is to go "super-white" and embrace the whole Victorian vampire look. I mean hell; I'm practically a vampire anyway with my work schedule. This makes the Sun my nemesis and those dreaded freckles my anti-Christ. It may be difficult to uphold my goal this weekend since I'm planning a trip to Cedar Point, thank you free Media tickets. But the plan is to slather every exposed inch in a nice gooey SPF 45, or higher, and dart into the shade at every possible moment. Wish me luck for overcast skies and short lines!
posted by SassyJill at 5:34 PM
1 Comments:
I'm not quite as pale as you, or quite as sensitive to the sun. BUT, I do have the same "no tan, only burn" problem. That's why now I opt for spray-on tan (or none at all).
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