There is nothing I love more than a good spray tan. It is hard to compare the confidence level to me after a spray tan, but it is safe to say that I forget for about a week that I am not, in fact, Beyonce. The road is not always pretty, though.

The moment after you are exfoliated and ready to be tanned.

Then you remember you can't put on deodorant.

You just have to stand there in your underwear being sprayed by a freezing mist of tan.

You step out of the booth feeling flawless, and then you look in the mirror and realize you won't notice anything for a few hours.

Then you wake up the next day and have that moment of panic when you first look in the mirror.

You take a shower and wash off the orange and you are just left looking fabulous.

Your confidence is on a level close to Kanye's.

One month later and you still have one spot that the tan just won't come off of no matter how many showers you take.

You decide to only wear turtle necks because your throat looks like you have 12 hickies, but it's just your spray tan, you swear!

And don't even think about looking at your belly button.

Then just enough time has passed to only remember the good things about spray tans, so you book your next appointment and the cycle starts over.