Addiction

I have a bit of a fake tan addiction.

I had never worn fake tan before Saturday. But Saturday morning I opened my socks drawer to find a bottle of fake tan moisturiser - normal to dark skin - lurking. I am ghost pale. So naturally I thought... why not? Why not cover myself in totally unsuitable fake tan when I have to work tomorrow and then college for the rest of the week. So I did. Initially I just put one coat on my legs. A few hours later I checked for any signs of that "you know when you've been tangoed" look but surprisingly (and weirdly disappointingly) I found they had only gone a tiny tiny bit browner. Another coat? Why not. So I applied another coat. The next day I woke up and decided I should apply one more coat. Just to see....

I have now found myself in the position of looking healthier than I have done in quite a while. Its good. However, I still feel I need to push it that step further.... just one more coat... just to see. Its like in school chemistry experiments when you specifically get told to put ONE SPOONFUL of this power in that liquid. So, naturally, you put three in. Just incase.

Anyway, here I am, planning my evening to apply one (or two) more coat(s) before I settle down to watch Marie Antoinette.

I get my A level module results tomorrow. I like to think I'm expecting the worst so I won't be disappointed but I know that deep down, I really am being quite optimistic in my predictions. So yes, I will be disappointed... whatever happens. Hopefully I won't be too devastated to update here though.