I’m so white, it hurts.
You’ve seen me, or someone like me, red hair, freckles, skin so pale that if I were to go out in the noon-day sun nude, I would resemble a walking assemblage of fluorescent light tubes. We’re the one’s searching the sun-screen shelves for SPF 600, you know, the kind you have to put on with a spatula. When the temperature is hovering near 100 we are the ones with long sleeve shirts, pants and floppy hats with brims that could shade Texas. I managed to get a sunburn in Texas, in October. I have... Sign in to see full entry.