From underneath the insulated and shadowy depths of fall and winter apparel, emerge the oh so scary, the oh so brutal, and oh so blinding pale legs!

Come the early days of spring, we are all forced to unleash one of the scariest sights of all: our pale, pale legs. Pasty, probably a little prickly and most definitely in need of catching up on the last four months of skipped leg days, our legs are a sight for sore eyes. Pale Leg Syndrome (PLS) is a real thing, and I'm here to tell you that you are not alone.

We can't go on spring break if we are the same color as the sand! We can't talk to people if our legs cause them to have to shield their eyes! We can't even smile when we know our legs are whiter than our teeth!

When you put on a pair of shorts for the first time after winter, you probably think:

Wow.

I'm so pale.

Should I step foot in public and reveal my two walking bottles of Elmer's glue?

Answer: no.

I'm changing.

There really is no easy way to unleash the pale hounds, and as if transitioning between the seasons isn't already difficult enough with allergies, suffering from PLS doesn't make the transition any easier.

Just like any other health related issue, I feel as if PLS should be advertised in the media. I can just see the commercial in my head. It starts with a group of tan-legged girls laughing and having a good time. Slowly and dramatically, the camera pans to another group of girls wallowing in their pale legged self-pity.

The scene changes to Sara McLaughlin sitting in a very cozy looking chair pleading for a greater amount of appreciation and respect for the vast majority suffering from PLS. In the background plays the song parody "In the Legs of the Angels."

While there are always the quick cosmetic fixes to PLS such as tanning beds, spray tans and self-tanning lotions, we all know they aren't permanent answers to our pale leg conditions.

Since so many people suffer from this unfortunate syndrome, I think it's time that we start learning to be more open about our PLS struggles. Just know soon enough, the sun will kiss every one of our pale legs, and if anything, we at least, will get a nice lobster red tint from a burn. Just remember, anything is better than walking on two bottles of Elmer's glue for legs.