Mama got a spray tan

Those of you who know me know that I am pale. Very pale. And living in a house of people who are way darker than I does nothing to help in this arena. 

The other day, I decided I was sick of looking sick. Sitting out in the sun doesn't really do much except turn me in to a ball of freckles, (and I'm deathly afraid of skin cancer). 

So I hit up the booth. 

I asked on FB where I should go and how much I should pay. A bunch of people suggested getting airbrushed, but lesbehonest- my cellulite and I prefer privacy. 

All I could think of was Ross from Friends when he gets spray tanned and ends up getting blasted in the face about 59 times and ends up orange. 

But (as I'm sure you know, because I think everyone on the planet has sprayed themselves brown except me), I didn't turn orange. I freaking loved how it turned out! 

I might even buy a monthly membership. 

Is that frivolous? 

But next time, I will purchase the feet stickers for $1. Cuz, you know, I'm kinda an idiot. 

But at least I'm not a pale idiot. 

Have a healthy day, 

J