So indulge me while I share with you what my arms and legs look like. A fetching shade of brown acquired from two weeks in the Stradbroke Island sun. Accessorise this with a liberal sprinkling of mis-sized white spots, jazzed up with a smattering of misshapen freckles. Total freak.
Nothing makes these babies go away. Trying to be a bit clever I faked tanned them. Oh what a fetching colour of brown they became. I looked like a chocolate dalmatian. I can’t cover them up with makeup because I live in tropical Queensland and nothing, I repeat nothing, will stay on my skin. I could stay out of the sun or I could resort to laser treatment if I had the funds.
Apparently that’s what Nicole Kidman did to get rid of all her sun damage. She got her whole body lasered. That’s why she’s the poster child for sun-safety: swathed in sun smothering clothes and sun screen. And good on her. Did you see her in BMX Bandits? Well I would have done something too. But doing something when you’re 20 and something when you’re 40? Not sure about that.
So if anyone has any great ideas about what I can do, feel free to let me know. I’ll just be hanging out here with a sharpie, playing connect the dots with my white spots.