Do you ever scroll through your Instagram and see pictures of girls on the beach, hanging out and looking like they’re having the time of their lives? Like they're just chatting and tanning and drinking and all around killing the game? Well, you will never see me in one of those pictures, because my pale, pale skin keeps me from enjoying the beach. I feel like that kid who’s sent to the pool with an SPF shirt and a patch of white sunscreen on her nose.
1. Determination
Around April, I always convince myself I’ll get a tan this summer. You know what I don’t get? A tan.
2. The Jokes
*Jokes about how you should move to Iceland to avoid contact with the sun*