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Showing posts with label tanning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tanning. Show all posts

Friday, April 11, 2014

On Tanning Part 2

   I'm not a veteran tanner by any means. Even so, here are answers to questions you didn't know you had until you were locked in that mysterious tube.
   I didn't know you can open your eyes when you have the goggles on. During my first tanning session, I kept thinking of the Scorpions album cover, the one with the forks.
I recommend ear plugs. They blocks out other tanners' music and reduce the noise of the cooling fans to a less bothersome thrum.
   I prefer standing while tanning. It might not be as relaxing, but it does provide more coverage and you can move around a little more freely. Shucks, it's only for 8 minutes, less time than that between the the snooze button and the alarm.
   On my 4th visit, I sensed a "don't let this happen to you" warning. The attendant, otherwise quite pretty, was over tanned. I don't think one's lips and chin shouldn't be the same color - at least not in 2014.
   By my 4th visit, I knew the routine. Goggles on, earplugs in, I went into my tube. I dared to peek through the dark lenses. My bare legs looked pretty cool in tinted ultraviolet. I then shut my eyes again. I could hear my mom's famous words, the words she said when I went to a ninth grade birthday party (one of the parents was a local policeman), the words she said when I flew across the country with my new husband, the words she said when I told her I got myself a scooter:
"Just be careful, dear."
   In the warm artificial breeze, squinting my eyes shut under those goggles, I thought my mom would be pleased. She may never admit it, but I think she enjoys knowing her daughter is embarking on these mini-adventures. Sometimes I think she would be right there with me, in her own tube.

Friday, March 21, 2014

On Tanning part 1.

   I'm not sure what's come over me, but in the last 5 or so years, I'm trying all sorts of new things, from blogging to yarn crafts. I've decided that it is great to be a "newbie."
Presenting <insert trumpet fanfare> the TANNING NEWBIE.

[I can't resist a grammatical notation: in the context below, "like me" is correct; "like myself" is incorrect.]

   For self restrained and modest people like me, one must develop a bullet-proof rationale in order to do something as frivolous as paying money to lie in a funny tube and risk sunburn, cancer and <insert dramatic music> PREMATURE AGING.

[I think I just gave away my demographic.]

   What was my rationale? I haven't been on a vacation in 5 years and I wanna look good, dang it!