i get it. because of my strange mix of english, irish and spanish (wtf?) heritage, i am left with extremely pale, freckly skin. 11.5 months of the year that isn't a problem. seattle is the perfect location because i can wear 4+ layers and no one knows the paleness that is hiding underneath.
it's now july and i can't hide under my safety net of baggy sweaters and long johns. i am stuck with bathing suit season (hell), short season (or underwear season if you dont want "mom" bermuda shorts) and tank top season (which i could take or leave).
last weekend i decided to embrace july and enjoy the otherwise terribly warm season of summer. i took my hula hoop date with kate as an excuse to wear a bathing suit top and a hippie skirt. as i waited for kate, i was greeted by one of my new greenlake neighbors. after names were swapped, he jumped right into it,
so, you're obviously from seattle.
oh yeah? how can you tell?
because you dress like a hippie and you're pale as vampire.
there it is, folks. this is what happens when brittney sheds a few layers and puts on a bathing suit top...she gets compared to the living dead.
so what does this mean for me? do i become that weird, sweaty girl walking greenlake with layers of scarves, jeans and boots? do i move to forks and live in the trees as a trendy vampire? do i go to hollister, buy a pair of booty shorts and play a round of beach volleyball? (<--hell no). we'll see.
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