Well, it was until I had to pay the price. See, I’d applied sunblock everywhere except (for some totally stupid reason) on my legs. After a few hours in mid-day sun, my super pale skin got mega-torched.
My mom was the first one to notice. “Um, honey? Did you put on sunblock? I think you’re getting burned!,” she said. “God, Mom! I’m fine! Will you just LET ME ENJOY this afternoon?!,” was naturally my immediate reply. I mean, moms always bug you about stuff, right? It’s like they want you to have a problem they can solve!
Except I kind of wish I’d let her solve this one. A few hours later, my burn was so bad that it actually hurt to bend my knees even to walk. I spent the next two days laying around in air-conditioning (my legs were actually hot to the touch!) with globs of chilled aloe vera gel all over them. I’m sexy and I know it?
One week later, my best girlfriend came to visit, and we had this awesome pool party to go to on the rooftop of a fancy hotel in LA. She kept reassuring me that I looked fine, that my burn had “totally faded,” which I sort of believed, until the bad thing happened.
We were lounging on the roof near the pool, trying to look cool in our cheapie Forever 21 sunglasses, when this hot guy walked over to us. I was sure he was going to offer to buy us a drink or ask if he could join us or something, but instead, he came straight over to me and asked, “What happened to your legs?!” I could have died, but the fact was, my stems were redder than a stop sign. Of course he thought something terrible had happened to me!
I’ve been more vigilant than ever about sunblock since that day. And maybe, just maybe, I try to listen to my mom a little more.
What’s the worst sunburn you’ve ever had? Do you wear sunblock all the time? Tell me in the comments!