I got a spray tan today. I'll wait a couple of minutes while you laugh hysterically...
Okay. Time's up. This is the second one I've gotten. I got the first one last month before I went to the beach because, seriously, who wants to go to the beach as white as the sand they'll be sitting in? Any other time my glow in the dark skin wouldn't bother me. I mean after spending 40 something years as pale as a ghost, who the heck cares?
This time I did it to help out a friend (not because I got so many compliments on the last one). She's going to the beach and she didn't want to be the pale person. If you have 5 or more people sign up you get $5 off. I'm a great friend, don't you think? I helped her save money by unashamedly standing in front of a complete stranger in nothing but my undergarments. I think I deserve some kind of reward for my sacrifice. Plus, if you had seen the girl who does the tans, you would understand why I deserve a reward. She's gorgeous.
So, for the next few weeks I will live as a bronzed goddess...okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration...but I will have a nice glow to my skin, and not the ghostly kind.
*If you see me and don't recognize me, I'll completely understand. :)
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