1.14.2011

Date night at Capital Grille


This post was going to be about the lovely dinner my boyfriend and I had last night.  But as I was uploading this photo my plan changed and all my thoughts shifted to my incredibly white hands.

My entire life people made fun of me for being ghostly pale even in the heat of the summer months.  At a girls night a few years ago in San Diego, we were looking through pictures and one was a bit blurry so we couldn't tell who was in the picture. My friend Jen said 'I know it's Emily I can tell by her white hands.'  We all laughed and agreed.

Don't get me wrong, the rest of my body is equally as translucent but between makeup and spray tans, it's the ashen hands that give away my true skin color.  This picture made me laugh because those chalky mitts are front and center.  Let's be honest, they are the same color as the plate!  It's definitely time for a spray tan.

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