Apparently everyones goal for the day is to make me more self conscious than I already am, which I wasn't aware was even possible.
While walking back to the office with Leslie and Irma from lunch we passed the highly reflective windows. Leslie yells out, "You need to get in the sun, girl!" Uhhhh... She continued, "I thought you had white pantyhose on!" Ok...I'm done with being social for the day. And I'm not wearing skirts to work anymore. I said, "I just burn, it peels, then I'm pale again."
I wish I could say that was the first time.
Who even wears white pantyhose? I haven't since Elizabeths wedding! Ya know, as a size 12 5'8" 11-year-old...but that's a whole other self conscious story...