Weird sunburns\tan lines

Endlessly

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Okay, this is a strange thread.. But I got the ickiest sunburn when I was on vacation. It was hot so I was always barely dressed; my shirts were a parade of spaghetti-strap scoopneck tank tops. Now I've got a sunburn almost to my areoles, and it hurts like hell, especially since I own mostly conservative bras. I was thinking about past straneg sunburns, and remembered when I was in 4th grade (man, I loved the '80s) and wore this sportsbra under a shirt with geometrically-shaped holes in it, you know, trianges and circles and squares and such. I wore it all day as I played in the sun, and when I got home, I had all kinds of red geometric shapes all over the trunk of my body. My mother laughed for days. Anyone got any other stories about embarassing tan or burn lines?
 
I had worked a night shift and got the next day off. Of course it was July so I had to go to the beach. I fell asleep and the sun shifted and I ended up with one half of my face burned bright red and the bottom of my feet burned beyound belief along with my back and the back of my arms. OMG I was so uncomfortable hell I was in pain. I looked like a total dork with this burn not to mention I could only lay on my stomach. I have never again ventured out without a 300 sunscreen. This is one white skinned babe that plans on keeping it white. I have to admit that I am very envious of the tanned and ladies of color. I love their colors much more interesting then mine.



[Edited by Gingersnap on 08-09-2000 at 07:12 PM]
 
I've got one for ya'...

Several years ago, I was in a summer wedding. I didn't want to be the only one in the wedding party who was completely white (untanned), so I opted to go to a tanning bed. I'd been to them before, and never had a problem with them, but I hadn't tanned in years, so I had no idea how long I should actually be in one.

So, I go to the tanning salon, and the woman takes a look at me, asks a few questions, and decides that I should go in the bed for 15 minutes, and no longer.

Alright...into the tiny little room I go, stripping down to nothing because well, I didn't want any tan lines. Put my little goggles on, and laid in this bright bed for 15 minutes, sweating like hell.

The lights in the bed were new, and the bed got really really hot, but like a fool, I thought nothing of it. When the lights went off, I got dressed and left. Didn't feel a thing...cool.

About six hours later, I found myself in a lot of pain. So I waltzed into the bathroom to take a look at the back of my body in the mirror. OMFG! The back half of my body was fried so badly that I had blisters on my shoulderblades AND on my ass cheeks.

For the next two days, I was unable to sit down...I had to lay on my stomach with big ol' ice packs on each cheeck of my butt. My folks had to come over to assist me with my daughter, and I vividly recall them walking in, taking note of the ice packs on my ass, and busting out laughing. I had to be one pathetic site.

Needless to say, I will NEVER EVER go into a tanning bed again...and to this day, I am whiter than white year round!

So there's my story. *bowing head in shame*
 
Endlessly said:
Now I've got a sunburn almost to my areoles, and it hurts like hell, especially since I own mostly conservative bras.
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Anyone got any other stories about embarassing tan or burn lines?

Not an embarassing sunburn story, but documented proof of how one can creep up on you. Check out the pictures of me with the Disney Princesses, and you can see my arm go from lightly tanned in the picture with Ariel to scarlett in the picture with Jamine.

The embarassing part was trying to find something to deal with the pain inside Disneyland. There's sunscreen galore available in Disneyland, but that doen't do anythong once you're burned. Disneyland does NOT sell Solarcaine (tm) or any of it's competitors. They do sell Orajel for teething babies.

The lady that sold me the Orajel for my sunburn looked at me like I was from the moon. Luckily, I read labels and knew it would stop the pain as well as something made for use on sunburns.

So, find yourself some Solarcaine and take care of the pain, and next time remember to use sunscreen.
 
I used to teach archery at summer camp. Because of the way the archery range is set, I would be red on the back of my legs & the back of my neck, with a white strip where my ponytail was. The front of my legs would be white. One arm would be red & shite due to the arm guard I wear, the otehr arm would get brown.I used to joke that I was the only 3-toned person at camp. Now I just stay white all year round, I have enough freckles for 2 people. I don't even want to talk about the summer of the orange hair, I guess that is a different thread-lol.
 
I'm very fair skinned (damn German ancestors), so I burn pretty easily. I was in a parade one time, and had to wear a tank top, which I don't usually wear. We didn't put the shirts on until right before the parade, and in all the excitement, I forgot the sunscreen. My shoulders were a mess...blisters and the whole nine yards.

This was also in the late 80s when Hypercolor t-shirts were the big thing...you know, those shirts that change color with your body heat? Well, mine was blue, but would turn pink with heat. My shoulders were pink all day.
 
When I was a kid my father took me ice fishing with him. I was wearing a ski mask with an oval cutout for my face. When I got home there was a perfect circle line all around my face.
 
Sorry, no weird tan burn stories from me, I don't burn, just get darker. My brother's friend however, does, and my brother, the wonderful friend that he is, decided to see if that old trick worked. He put suntan oil on his buddy's back and used sunblock to write the word DORK on his back. It works.
 
I got a story. But this is not a funny story. More like a gross one.

When I was in Thailand back in 92 I made the classic, and fell asleep next to the pool. Not a wise thing to do when it's friggin a 120 degress in the shade.

Anyway, normally I have no problem with the sun. My skin has always been able to handle it.
Not this time. I fell asleep and must have been out for a couple of hours. When I woke up, my entire chest was all bubbles.
It didn't hurt as I thought it would hurt, so I went up to my hotel room and began to apply some soothing cream on it. With the result, that I could peel of the first layer of skin on my chest in one big piece. EEEWWWWWWWWW
 
I'm very fair. George Carlin was right when he said that you can always pick out the Irish at the beach -- they glow; and that the most they can hope for in a tan is to neutralize the blue.

When I was 20, I bought a bikini for the first time. It looked great, and I went to the beach and lay on a towel and fell asleep. Fortunately, I flipped over in my sleep . . .

I was really fried, in places that had never seen the sun before in my life. I was in horrible pain, and my roommate's friend told me how she treated her sunburn in Hawaii. We must have bought every box of tea bags in southern California, trying to get enough to pack around me.

They worked, but I looked very strange for the rest of the summer. My hair was dark red, my skin was red-brown, and everything in my wardrobe seemed to have a different shade of red in it someplace.
 
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