The Evolution of a Spray Tan

I elected to get a spray tan this week for two reasons.

1. My work Gala was this Saturday and my dress is yellow. Yellow can be a difficult color to pull of with a pasty complextion

2. A coworker gave me a coupon to get a discount

So here I am in the (new!) car, anxoiusly awaiting my first attempt at a booth-style spray tan. (I did an airbrush spray tan before my Junior Prom where a little old lady sprayed me down in my underwear - I was in my underwear, not the little old lady. But that's a story for another day.)

The experience: Positive. The spray itself was surprisingly chilly, causing me to giggle slightly, then desperately try to keep my face straight to prevent any wrinkles in the tan. I contorted myself into all the Robot-dance-move-like positions needed to get an even tan. So here I am 5 minutes post-Spray:

You have to leave it on for 4-6 hours, but my friend at work recommended leaving it on for at least 8, which is what I did. I was a little worried I'd look too orange, but I don't think that was the case.

One piece of advice to future tanners: wipe your feet off after the tan. Or else your feet will look like this:

Don't worry, I got rid of most of the damage with the pass of a pumice stone. Now, I know that this 'after' shot isn't exactly scientific because its in a new setting with new lighting, but I think you get the picture. Stay tuned for pictures from the Gala to see the true end result!

On a side note, I'd like to thank Amy and Erik for putting up with me on Friday. I saw them Friday afternoon and they tolerated my freckled appearance and spray-tan-smell with poise. The sad news was the reason for the visit: I was taking them to the airport so they could visit home once more before moving to Texas. Michael and I are definitely sad to see our friends go, but we're happy for Erik's new job and their new adventure.