Last week I returned a sweater.
Nothing earth shattering about that, but while I was there, one of the saleswomen and I had a bonding moment. She and I are both olive complected, and we started talking about what happens every year. We have a different skin tone for every season.
She commented that if she wore foundation that she'd have at least 50 shades. I only have two...and don't wear foundation. And, I hardly ever wear either of them. I do have some eye liner. I think I wore it twice last year. One of those times was when I put on lipstick.
As winter turns to spring turns to summer, my undertones of yellowish green will turn to beige and then to honeyed tan. The saleswoman could relate.
The last couple of weekends have been a good start. Welcome back, tan lines. Welcome back, melatonin. Welcome back, rosy glow.
I look forward to keeping my compact in the bathroom drawer, and giving my dermatologist something to do as I get older. Tan on, y'all!
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