I did tan as a child, but something has changed in adulthood and I don't tan very easily now and I don't try to. I am fortunate to not burn easily either and most sun avoidance or sunscreen use these days is it prevent the uneven tan I would be prone to-forearms, face and tops of feet with a nice sandal pattern-and which here we call a farmer tan. I could spend all day in the sun and my legs will neither tan nor burn. After a brief foray into self tanners which are much too complicated and orange for my liking, I decided I would just have to embrace the pale. Although I am too old to have adopted the look, I think the Emo and Goth trends of the past decade have helped me do that. I no longer think the sight of my pale skin against black fabric or shoes is a horrendous sight.
Having said that, I did get a bit of a chuckle over these photos when I noticed that a person could be forgiven for assuming I am wearing white tights under that black skirt. In my mind at least, these photos tie in with the subject of skin. Skin is for covering us and I tend to like being covered. I don't feel the need to live under a burqa-like shapeless and identity hiding tent, but rather the need for a second skin which at the same time forms an outfit I feel like myself in. What Sigmond Freud would say to that, I shudder to think. Anyone google searching for a strip show will be sorely disappointed with the one I am about to present.
Drs Notes: The patient reports feeling naked without her glasses on and yet she favours no makeup and short hair. Strange, dual personality. Must be a Gemini. I'm linking her up to Visible Monday for therapy.