{"id":490,"date":"2006-05-16T12:19:00","date_gmt":"2006-05-16T12:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/?p=490"},"modified":"2006-05-16T12:19:00","modified_gmt":"2006-05-16T12:19:00","slug":"tan-in-a-can","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2006\/05\/16\/tan-in-a-can\/","title":{"rendered":"Tan in a can"},"content":{"rendered":"

One of my lifelong addictions has been sun exposure. Drugs, alcohol and cigarettes never had much allure, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve always loved to sit in the sun. No matter how much I read about skin cancer and melanoma and wrinkles, I still think I look better with freckled cheeks and tanned legs.<\/p>\n

I admit, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve come a long way from my high school days, when I used to slather on a thick coating of baby oil before laying out in the sun for hours. (A co-worker of mine when I was working for Zellers as a cashier actually ended up hospitalized when she used vegetable oil instead of baby oil. Yikes!)<\/p>\n

Reading the whole Saturday paper cover to cover while sitting on my porch swing in the full sun with a regular flow of coffee is one of the few things I really miss about my childless days.<\/p>\n

I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m careful about sunscreen now, at least this early in the season, and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m fanatical about using it on the boys. But I just don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have the time to enjoy the sun like I used to, and much to my surprise, I find I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not as tolerant of the blazing sun as I used to be, either.<\/p>\n

Despite the fact that I think I look so much better when I’m at least a little bit bronzed, I’ve always turned up my nose at anything to do with \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcfake\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 tans. The gym where I work out has a couple of tanning beds, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve always eschewed them as dangerous. Besides, if I am going to have a tan, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to earn it, dammit. (Yeah, I have some weird ideas rattling around in my head. This is the line of thinking that won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t let me consider highlights for my hair.) And frankly, I was afraid I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d end up looking like this:<\/p>\n

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But here it is, the second week of May, and I’ve been too embarrassed to bare my fishbelly-white legs in public. Finally, my curiousity over the whole ‘sunless tanning’ idea got the best of me, and I bought some of this.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a> President’s Choice Sunless Tanning Lotion<\/a>. I LOVE IT! (And no, I’m not being paid to shill anything. But if the marketing folks at Loblaws are reading, I can be bought, and the price is right.)<\/p>\n

I’ve been a little leery of the whole tan in a can thing, but I think they’ve come a long way since the orange skin of the 80s. I had visions of having to do major exfoliation (who has the time?) or ugly brown streaks, but it goes on smooth and is very subtle. I can’t see the tan per se, but (most importantly) I am no longer blinded by the glare off my legs. Most impressive, and only $7.99.<\/p>\n

So now I want to know, what else have I been missing? Maybe it’s time to get brave and actually (gasp!) colour my hair?<\/p>\n

Do you use “cheater” products? Coloured contacts, lash lengtheners, teeth whiteners, tan in a can? What else can I buy that mother nature forgot to give me? And if you see me looking a little more orange than usual this summer? That’s just all the extra carrots I’ve been eating.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

One of my lifelong addictions has been sun exposure. Drugs, alcohol and cigarettes never had much allure, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve always loved to sit in the sun. No matter how much I read about skin cancer and melanoma and wrinkles, I still think I look better with freckled cheeks and tanned legs. I admit, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve come … Continue reading “Tan in a can”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-490","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/490","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=490"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/490\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=490"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=490"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=490"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}