I Obviously Wasn’t a Sun Baby!

I’ve been running around all day like  the Wicked Witch of the West crying “I’m melting”, seriously, it’s just too fecking warm.

For someone whose favorite colour is black the sun is a nightmare, black sucks up the heat faster than a Dyson can suck dust! I walk around looking like I am suffering from permanent embarrassment, as my face is more beetroot than a..well…umm…a..well I guess a beetroot!

I am envious of people who are comfortable enough in their own skin to wear barely there shorts and little tees, pretty dresses and shades. I’m in my uniform of jeans and black tee and I’m melting.

I’m not sure it would be good for my work colleagues if I turned up showing skin, they would all need sunglasses to protect them from the brilliant white sheen of my  untanned legs. When exposed to the sun they go a glorious shade of rip roaring red and then back to white.

Redheads may indeed have more fun, but not in the sun!

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