I am getting my first ever spray tan next friday. I’ve never even been tempted to use fake tan myself because I have gone to school/university/shared the same the airspace with too many bright orange people for me to think it would be a good idea.
But now my cousin runs a salon, my sister is training to be a beautician and I am (literally) a blank canvas. Of sorts. I get the feeling it’s going to end up a lot like the first time I ever dyed my own hair. So, come next friday I will probably be blogging like a lunatic because I will no longer be able to leave the house.
Lately, I’m beginning to wonder if I should just start saying ”No” more often.
