Tuesday, July 17, 2007
tan today, gone tommrow
I'm not sure if you can tell....but I am CRAZY tan.
Have I spent hours and hours in the sun? No.
Have I spent hours ruining my skin worshipping the sun? No.
Here here the story of the tan of Ashley. It started on a Friday whilst I was wearing DARK chocolate brown shorts. The whiteness of my legs next to this color was AWFUL. Rich and I were at a light in Billings and I saw the way to happiness. "Spray tan of America". Now, I have used tan-less lotion before (I'm quite good at applying and I know the good brands) and I have even done the spray booth before *much like Ross on Friends*. So I walked in and said sign me me up for a gold look. She said okay this way. I went into an empty room...
Wait, where is the booth? Where does the spray shoot from? Where do I stand for 10 SECONDS turn and wait for another 10 SECONDS????
Then the girls follows me into the room. "okay, get undressed. I will be back to start spraying you."
What the $@#%^?!!!!!!
So a woman in Montana has seen me in all my glory. Jokes on her....Who wants to see a fat WHITE girl transform to tan goddess???
Me, that's who.