So, NEW BOSS made fun of me the other day. Yeah, I wore a skirt to the office without wearing nylons.
NEW BOSS said I was the “whitest white girl he had ever met.” And as Trixie pointed out, he has not even seen me jump.
Yes, that is true and I have been saying that for years. I don’t tan… I bubble in peel. I need to live in this northern environment. I am not good with the sun or heat…. yet I am cold all the time. STILL an enigma.
So here I am… showing you the proof of how I am trying to be a real girl. This two coats of spray on tan.