Something I hadn't thought to worry about...

Coaching lacrosse camp this week, I found something I haven’t had in a long time: a farmer’s tan. Normally, I wouldn’t mind one bit, and would actually find it amusing. But for some reason today I panicked, suddenly thinking about how it would look if I got married tomorrow and had these abrasive lines cutting light and dark across my arms and neck—pale, dry winter epidermis adjacent to silky dark summer skin. Eww. All ruining the time and money spent on the dress too. I don’t want to offend anybody out there, but I think it behooves you to have an even skin tone on your wedding day. Tan lines look bad no matter what (spring break skanks, anyone?) so really, let’s keep them out of the biggest day of your life, thank you. Now let’s hope I can spend some time in a strapless bathing suit somewhere in the next couple months. If I can’t do that I might as well embrace it and just only wear t-shirts all summer to really build it up. Or wear t-shirts to the tanning salon-awesome!