We've had 100-degree sunshiney weather this week. In the summer months being a pale-skinned girl has its challenges. When I was younger I would try to tan but instead would burn and peel, revealing a little bit of color underneath that I relished like it was a deep bronze. Then came tanning beds with my friends in high school, which I'm glad to say I only did a handful of times. Luckily in college good options in self-tanning lotions came up and I jumped on that bandwagon, only to look a little orange and worse than pale.
So I learned to embrace my paleness. Right in time to pay for my sins. I have a standing date with a dermatologist and seem to have at least one questionable mole removed every year since.
I think my little Gracie has inherited my issue. She has grown a dot on the tip of her nose. Our vet may need to recommend a little kitty sunscreen or something for Gracie's window ledge sunning sessions.
Enjoy the sun everyone (but wear sunscreen - my current cruelty-free favorite is Alba Hawaiian Green Tea with 45 SPF).