It goes without saying that I don’t want to miss out on any of the rites of passage that come along with being a teenager. One such luxury we are afforded is the ability to put the cliche “young and dumb” to the test, whatever the means. I would argue that sun tanning qualifies as one of the dumb things young people do, and it is a pastime of which I am indeed guilty. After all, it isn’t easy being pasty. With my cell phone, sunglasses, and snapback in hand, I was able to take a trip to the mecca of golden-brown perfection: the beach. Being that this list item has been around since last year, it was afforded a high-priority status on my list of “beachy” things to do (why, according to my spell check,
“beachy” is not a word I just invented a word). After three attempts, I was finally able to doodle a decent-looking sun onto my torso in the hopes that after I had laid out, the design would be left behind – in other words, a tan tattoo. However, my strife for perfection backfired slightly. Because the failed attempts were wiped off, they left behind subtle patches of a lighter tone, giving my skin that lovely vitiligo radiance. The actual tattoo itself only barely turned out; I couldn’t even get it to show up in a picture. Would I consider this a failed attempt? Absolutely not. I’ve learned that I’ll need to be a little more diligent next time to make it look rockin’. Those little lessons we learn? Yeah, that’s another awesome part of being a teenager. Now it’s time to break out the aloe vera.
Love & Summer,
P.S. Consider #21. to be 1/3 completed (: