Burn, baby, burn

There's always that first sunburn of the season. The one that is really really bad because you forgot all about that silly thing called sunscreen and that other silly thing called UV radiation. When you go home and take a shower and lukewarm water stings like acid, you remember.

After that first terrible burn, I'm usually super conservative in the sun. My skin has a tendency to incinerate like dry paper and I have a family history of skin cancer. The guilt stings more than the skin damage if I come home looking like I just hopped out of a KFC extra-crispy bucket.

But on the bright[er than my back] side, spring is here!

Heeeey racerback!