I got spray tanned yesterday at my beauty parlor – Almost Blonde – by my hairstylist, Heather, and I couldn’t be more pleased! It was a new experience for me.When I first made the appointment there was questions of what do I wear? Panties? Thongs? Bra? Pasties over my nipples? Heather said naked if I wanted to. So, the unmodest person I am opted for naked. Easy-peasy.Fast forward a week to the day of my appointment and picture me trying to figure out what to wear. Couldn’t exactly drive home naked, now could I? Clothes were finally found, but what about lotion? No, I decided. I didn’t need any barriers to block the tan. …but, but deodorant is a barrier too. In the end, I decided to leave the house without swiping.I got there, I stripped, put on these stick on shoes, and stood in a tent like booth. Heather got some sort of garden hose/fertilizer attachment canister looking rigging thing set up with the FakeBake product color and got to spraying. She started at my feet and worked her way up. The spray did a bit of weirdness on my chest with my scars there.And yes, the question of why I have that many scars on my chest came up, but I had no answer for myself. What can I say? I played hard as a kid. Could be bug bites or barbwire for all I know. Heather gave me an extra shot between the boobs and it all evened out today. (she did tell me to let her know if it didn’t and she’d give me another shot today)After she sprayed, I had the pleasure of drying in front of a box stand for 10minutes freezing my knickers off…heh, or I would have if I had been wearing any, that is.Then I left. I had a coat so Heather suggested I not put my sports bra back on …. Any excuse not to do that is a good one to me! For the drive home I prayed I wouldn’t be pulled over and debated if a male or female officer would be best in this scenario. And then I wondered if the officer would let me put my bra on first if I required arresting by the time I was deemed crazy by the time I bursted into tears over my lack of a bra …but then I was thinking that sure would be a fun opening to a book! (welcome to a writer’s mind. Exits are to the left.)Today I have no lines or smudgy marks. And my biggest fear, there’s no citrus orange shades on this body! I realized later I have little half moons under my rear where my cheeks overlap my thighs. (note to self: squats, honey). And you’re so very welcome for that image, but you ladies know what I’m talking about.In the end, completely worth it. Heather charges $35 for this service and for the results I got, this has to be cheaper and more time efficient than leathering my skin up in a tanning bed.

What do you think? To the left was a couple days ago at conference for a character workshop I gave. I didn’t realize I was so white. Jeepers, I looked like a frigging corpse. I take back all my eye rolling, ect that was aimed at my husband when he commented on me needing a tan.(sorry, pic on the left is fuzzy. and to the right…I really need to make time to clean my mirrors)