I just read the funniest article about all the fake tans at this year’s Golden Globe awards. I find it so amusing with all the money these folks have they still end up looking like an oompa loompa. Now I’ve been using fake bake since the 70’s, and I never looked orange. Well, there was that one time at the Indy 500, where I had to wear long pants because of my orange legs, and it was like a 100 degrees with a million percent humidity. (Okay, I’m exaggerating, but it was hotter than hell).
I used Coppertone Quick Tan or QT when I was in high school. I’m a fair haired gal so I don’t really get tan, I get red. I actually use to use a tanning lamp on my face. I would get a toasty shade of red, then mix with the orange of the QT for a great fake tan. I cringe when I think of how many times I burned myself to a crisp just to be tan. It was all the rage back then. If you were still pale in May, you were a loser. Now I don’t step outside unless I have a 30 SPF on.
This is horrible, but for the 1970’s it worked.
This is how you do fake bake-me in 1976
When I go somewhere tropical for vacation now, you can’t even tell I went anywhere. Having a pre-cancerous lesion cut off my shoulder in my mid-thirties cured me of the tanning crap. My goofball older sister (she’s 16 years older than me) would go to a tanning booth before going to Florida to “get a base”, when she was in her 60’s. Now she’s super wrinkled, and I’m not.
I still do the fake bake, but I’m pretty sure I haven’t been orange since the Indy 500, in 1981.
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