Inspired by the recent movie, Confessions of a shopaholic, i have dug deep down inside myself, to reveal to you all, the addiction i have been dealing with. I, Jessica, have tan-erexia. Yes, i am in love with everything fake and bake. The tanning beds, the smell of coconuts, the lotions and potions and the never ending tanning minutes that never seem to expire. And everytime i find myself at the salons counter, booking my next appointment, they have a contest, making me win after glows and all kinds of goodies. So why wouldnt i wanna go back?!
It doesnt help much either when i know all the girls who work there, its like a family gathering every time i come in! But the best thing about it all, is when im in that secluded little room, ready to go and all i have left to do is press that magic little red button, start! and from then on its the best ten to fifteen minutes of my life. im alone, with no one to bother me. cell phones away, mothers not knagging, and the heat puts me straight into the deepest of sleeps. i enjoy my afternoon naps ok! its a therapeutic feeling, and its a luxery yes, but if i seem to find it quite worth it, then why not?! better this than a crack pipe right? i just have to learn how to use in moderation ;)
Maybe this stems down to when i was younger. i was pasty as snow and ghostly as casper, looking a little drab. but with a healthy glow and a little color, i find myself to be happier, looking healthier and being in better spirits. it doesnt take me 30 minutes to get ready in the morning anymore, slapping on pounds of makeup, layering myself like a birthday cake! None of that anymore! And my recent trip to the bank, involved the teller asking me if i went downsouth, because i had such a quote on quote, "gorgeous color". Now who doesnt want to look like they just got back from a fabulous vacay!?
So maybe i do embrace my addiction a little too much, but dont you worry, orange maybe a color of the season, but i will try not looking like a carrott anytime soon!
Jessica D
It doesnt help much either when i know all the girls who work there, its like a family gathering every time i come in! But the best thing about it all, is when im in that secluded little room, ready to go and all i have left to do is press that magic little red button, start! and from then on its the best ten to fifteen minutes of my life. im alone, with no one to bother me. cell phones away, mothers not knagging, and the heat puts me straight into the deepest of sleeps. i enjoy my afternoon naps ok! its a therapeutic feeling, and its a luxery yes, but if i seem to find it quite worth it, then why not?! better this than a crack pipe right? i just have to learn how to use in moderation ;)
Maybe this stems down to when i was younger. i was pasty as snow and ghostly as casper, looking a little drab. but with a healthy glow and a little color, i find myself to be happier, looking healthier and being in better spirits. it doesnt take me 30 minutes to get ready in the morning anymore, slapping on pounds of makeup, layering myself like a birthday cake! None of that anymore! And my recent trip to the bank, involved the teller asking me if i went downsouth, because i had such a quote on quote, "gorgeous color". Now who doesnt want to look like they just got back from a fabulous vacay!?
So maybe i do embrace my addiction a little too much, but dont you worry, orange maybe a color of the season, but i will try not looking like a carrott anytime soon!
Jessica D
lol come visit me in Mexico and get a real tan, its free and it last longer.
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