I’m lucky in that I was born with olive skin. I tan pretty well. Unfortunately, when I don’t have a tan, I bear a striking resemblance to a jaundice victim. I turn a greenish yellow.
It’s not pretty, people.
Back when I was younger I used to hit up tanning beds in the winter months. This isn’t Jersey Shores GTL!!! I wasn’t going every day by any means. But I would go one to two times a month just to give me enough color to be able to kid myself that my liver was functioning properly.
As the years progressed, though, I began to realize that tanning is really bad for you. I would...