I’m pale. In fact, I’m so pale that I wore and skirt a few weeks ago and was asked if I had on white pantyhose. (I did not.) Anyway, gearing up for a concert this weekend, I thought it might be a good idea to bust out some self-tanner to dissuade anyone from asking me whether or not I was a friendly ghost. Unfortunately, my skin is so far past the point of self-tanner that it simply turned me orange. I digress.
Anyway, this incident made me laugh at the very fact that I, just a short time ago, had written an entry on “tangerine-hued” college students. The article was really based around the orange hue ladies (and some gentlemen) get from indoor, or artificial tanning, but since I still catch people posting or tweeting about visits to tanning salons, I thought the point needed reiterated.
So, without further ado, I’d like to link to a former article published in December of 2009. I’d also like to point out that this isn’t a “link post” out of laziness; I have an article in the works that I just haven’t gotten out yet.