Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I read MamaMia daily and often sit at work and discuss what Mia has had to say that day. There are times where I find her patronizing, but othertimes where I find myself nodding at the end of every sentance.
Today was a nodding day.
I hate fake tan. It is just that. FAKE. I am sorry, but no fake tan looks natural. No matter how many times I am told "it is customised to the perfect shade for you" I will refuse to get a tan. I am pale. I always have been pale. I have freckles. I do not tan. So why would I willing pay someone $30 to look like Valintino?
Bloody hell, the man is fashion god, and not short of a few bob, but how on earth can he walk out onto the red carpet looking like an Oompa Loompa? Honestly, who on earth did that tan? And why the feck didnt they do his neck? (they, that rhymes, clever arent i?)
Why are we so ashamed of our natural skin colour that we need to cover it up with something that is not natural? I am making a stand and staying a ghostly shade of white with brown freckles, because hell, its who i am. Pin It
Posted by April @ Composed by April at 10:32 AM