PINKISH, CREAM< FRECKLY AND PALE PEOPLE, WEAR SUNSCREEN

malachiteink said:
Because it's important.

What I tell my slave every time we are out in the Sun. She IS a redhead, and like most of them, has that kind of fair complexion.
 
Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)
- Baz Luhrmann


Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97...

Wear sunscreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

(Brother and sister together we'll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you've been hurting, and I know I've been waiting to be there
for you. And I'll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.
Everybody's free.)

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

(Brother and sister together we'll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you've been hurting, and I know I've been waiting to be there
for you. And I'll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.
Everybody's free.)
 
Liar said:
Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)
- Baz Luhrmann


Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97...

Wear sunscreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now....

Liar, for posting that and making me cry, I love you. Don't you slight that. I love you. :kiss: At least until I blow my nose.
 
malachiteink said:
Because it's important.

Pinkish cream but not freakly and I tan don't burn .... too bad for you younger folk who can't actually stay in the sun more than ... 20 minutes. I recall summers in the sun (song? :|) for hours on end and with the water blaring back at me.

Blame the hippies! :D
 
malachiteink said:
Because it's important.

Imprtant hell! The life you save may be your own. Lurking inside your skin may be something called skin cancer.
 
malachiteink said:
Liar, for posting that and making me cry, I love you. Don't you slight that. I love you. :kiss: At least until I blow my nose.
You haven't heard that one before? Go pirate it if you dare, or get it on iTunes or something. It's a superb little thing. :)
 
R. Richard said:
Imprtant hell! The life you save may be your own. Lurking inside your skin may be something called skin cancer.

My mother in law was one of those people who tanned (she still does, which baffles me) and she regularly has to have little bits of herself snipped off and stitched over. My own mom was a VERY dark tanning person, but she died before she developed any skin cancer (she got other forms). Even my best friend, another pinky person like me, was always after that summer glow when we were teens -- and now she has little "moles" snipped off from time to time and won't leave the house without sunscreen.

I've always been a 15 minute-to-burn kid (and me in Florida -- whodathunk?) and I'm just hoping the burns I got 20-30 years ago won't come back to haunt me.
 
Liar said:
You haven't heard that one before? Go pirate it if you dare, or get it on iTunes or something. It's a superb little thing. :)

I'm not done sniffling yet.
 
I always use sunscreen, note my glaring white flesh. I do tan, carefully, by gradually lowering my SPF over the summer. By September, I'm a nice, uh, freckled color. My child gets this perfect golden tan and never burns, but I still coat him in sunscreen anyway.
 
The only parts of me that tan are my forearms and the tops of my feet...go figure. Even my face doesn't tan. All I do is burn and peel, burn and peel, burn and peel, burn and p...well, I think you get the idea. :D Lobsters are all, "Daaaaaaamn...bitch is RED!" :cool:

I remember this one time (no, it wasn't at band camp) that i burned my shoulders so bad that each one was just one huge blister and when they...oh, wait...you prolly don';t wanna hear about that...it's kinda gross now that I think about it. :p
 
Tom Collins said:
The only parts of me that tan are my forearms and the tops of my feet...go figure. Even my face doesn't tan. All I do is burn and peel, burn and peel, burn and peel, burn and p...well, I think you get the idea. :D Lobsters are all, "Daaaaaaamn...bitch is RED!" :cool:

I remember this one time (no, it wasn't at band camp) that i burned my shoulders so bad that each one was just one huge blister and when they...oh, wait...you prolly don';t wanna hear about that...it's kinda gross now that I think about it. :p

Yub, yub, been der, done dat.

Last actual blistery sunburn was 12 years ago. We were putting a fence up in our yard, the actualy board by board way, and i'd put sunscreen all over -- except the small of my back, which I thought was covered by my shirt. Well, by the end of the day it was apparent that my shirt hadn't stayed down while I was bent over nailing boards. I had a red stripe. It blistered dramatically. And it remained a brown/freckled stripe for a couple of years.

If I could get my freckles to unionize, I might manage a few inches of tan...
 
I worked for a very brief time with a lady who had been one of the "California Golden Girls." She spent her teen years by the pool with cocoa butter. One day she began to notice her skin roughening. The doctor told her that she had essentially destroyed her skin. By the time I met her, she was in her 40s and her skin had the texture of sandpaper. If she bumped into something, her skin would start to bleed.

USE SUNSCREEN!
 
I liked the SO's comment on a couple of English friends completely slathered in white sunscreen on an overcast March day - "They look like they've coated themselves in toothpaste." ;)

(Oh, I know. All very well for me; the fur is SPF 300.)
 
I burn the first time I go out. After that, it's tan city. (But I don't get out in the direct sun much... gives me awful headaches.)
 
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