Chronicles of an uber-pale girl.
So I decided I wanted a little healthy glow, you know? It's warming up, I bare my legs a lot and in case you haven't noticed my flesh is naturally of the glow-in-the-dark variety. I don't want skin cancer so I decided to try sunless tanning.
Story:
I walk into a tanning salon on Speedway around 4 p.m. "Hey, do you guys offer sunless tanning?" I casually ask the receptionist. She is blonde, cute, and VERY tan. There are two guys (guys!) waiting in the receptionist who are sport bronze Adonis bodies. Hmm. My pale little legs! "Sure," she says, "just fill this out and sign here."
I fill out the paperwork and go into a little room. "Take off your clothes and get ready," she says. Then she shuts the door. This doesn't quite look like the spray booth chamber I was expecting. There's a horribly unflattering fluorescent light and a mirror. But, whatever. I strip down to a very minimalist thong and wait for the misting to begin.
Instead I hear a knock. "Ready for me to come in?"
!!!
Uhh... so it turns out at this particular tanning salon, they dont' use booths but rather have the employees physically spray the tan on you with a gun-type thing. Wow. Awkward. She tells me not to feel awkward because she sprays up to six girls a day. But still! It is inherently awkward to be standing in a tiny room in a tiny black thong with a tiny blonde girl on her knees meticulously spraying every inch of your body.
We talk about politics, the university, and she asks me what sorority I'm in. Ha.
So then I step into this freaky booth thing (at last!), hold onto handles and am literally blown dry for four solid minutes. I almost fall asleep, it's so warm and relaxing.
My body is bronze and TAN! I look brown... it's actually kinda unsettling looking at myself naked. I'm so tan! The bad part is, so is my face. I just went to the bathroom and about had a heart attack. My face was... comically brown... it looked like I was wearing black face, only brown face I guess. My teeth looked scarily white in contrast and my freckles seemed non-existent. And what the fuck was up with the random splotch near my lip? It didn't help that my eye was bloodshot from four straight hours of research. Eww. I tried rubbing it off with a damp towel... we'll see. I look kind of scary right now.
Supposedly a shower tomorrow will clear it up and I'll be tan and normal looking. I hope I don't scare people away. lol.
whatever, it was an experience!
Story:
I walk into a tanning salon on Speedway around 4 p.m. "Hey, do you guys offer sunless tanning?" I casually ask the receptionist. She is blonde, cute, and VERY tan. There are two guys (guys!) waiting in the receptionist who are sport bronze Adonis bodies. Hmm. My pale little legs! "Sure," she says, "just fill this out and sign here."
I fill out the paperwork and go into a little room. "Take off your clothes and get ready," she says. Then she shuts the door. This doesn't quite look like the spray booth chamber I was expecting. There's a horribly unflattering fluorescent light and a mirror. But, whatever. I strip down to a very minimalist thong and wait for the misting to begin.
Instead I hear a knock. "Ready for me to come in?"
!!!
Uhh... so it turns out at this particular tanning salon, they dont' use booths but rather have the employees physically spray the tan on you with a gun-type thing. Wow. Awkward. She tells me not to feel awkward because she sprays up to six girls a day. But still! It is inherently awkward to be standing in a tiny room in a tiny black thong with a tiny blonde girl on her knees meticulously spraying every inch of your body.
We talk about politics, the university, and she asks me what sorority I'm in. Ha.
So then I step into this freaky booth thing (at last!), hold onto handles and am literally blown dry for four solid minutes. I almost fall asleep, it's so warm and relaxing.
My body is bronze and TAN! I look brown... it's actually kinda unsettling looking at myself naked. I'm so tan! The bad part is, so is my face. I just went to the bathroom and about had a heart attack. My face was... comically brown... it looked like I was wearing black face, only brown face I guess. My teeth looked scarily white in contrast and my freckles seemed non-existent. And what the fuck was up with the random splotch near my lip? It didn't help that my eye was bloodshot from four straight hours of research. Eww. I tried rubbing it off with a damp towel... we'll see. I look kind of scary right now.
Supposedly a shower tomorrow will clear it up and I'll be tan and normal looking. I hope I don't scare people away. lol.
whatever, it was an experience!