It's shameful. It's distasteful. It's downright stupid.
I spent 6 minutes in a tanning bed tonight.
Hear me out.
I'm going to be in Maui (duh it's practically all I talk about) in 3 weeks. I'm pasty. Not that I care if I am a golden bronze in my bikini... but I have a fear. A fear that I will enjoy exactly one day on the isle and burn to a crisp and ruin my entire vacation. By being sunburned and in pain. Even though I fully intend to slather on SPF 70+ repeatedly the entire time. It will find me. And I need that base tan for protection.
I understand that somehow this is like laughing in the face of the cancer I just had. And I'm even mortified that I've done this. I'm even debating deleting this post. Really.
But again, I'm developing a mild, controlled tan with minimal exposure now, so that I don't do major damage then.
Hate me now.