Ever get all dolled up and then look down at your painfully pale legs? If you’re coming out of winter hibernation and have a special event to go to, I’ve got the solution for you. No stockings required. Keep reading »
Of all the crazy Robert Pattinson rumors we’ve heard over the years, this one just may take the cake. According to a source, the normally pasty (in a good way) RPattz has resorted to spray-tanning to impress the ladies since his split with Kristen Stewart. My guess as to who started the ridiculous rumor? Lindsay Lohan and her Sevin Nyne marketing team.
While I don’t, for a single nanosecond, believe this poppycock to be true, let’s entertain the notion of Rob getting a spray tan for a bit. Because, well, why not? Read more at The Stir…
We get that having a tan can feel good, especially in the summer. But most of us don’t understand Tanning Mom’s desire to obtain that leathery shade of brown. And then there are others for whom Patricia Krentcil is a tanning icon.
Trish Paytas — you might remember her from an episode of “My Strange Addiction” – doesn’t get why everyone is attacking Tanning Mom. “I don’t know why people were making such a fuss — [Tanning Mom's] a beautiful color. Her tan would look great on me,” said the 24-year-old lingerie model who spends about $40,000 a year to get her skin that color. We beg to differ. Keep reading »
“We’re human beings and the sun is the sun — how can it be bad for you? I think we should all get sun and fresh air. I don’t think anything that is natural can be bad for you — it’s really good to have at least 15 minutes of sun a day.”
– Dr. Gwyneth Paltrow, noted dermatologist, recently told British Cosmopolitan that she disagrees with doctors who advise people against tanning. On one hand, this quote — which has to be the stupidest thing to ever come out of the actress’s mouth — just slightly endears me to her, as a fellow sunshine enthusiast. On the other hand, OMFG what a stupid quote. I may tan, but I also know it’s bad for me and take the necessary precautions (frequent reapplications of at least SPF 30, frequent visits to a dermatologist not named Dr. Paltrow) to at least lessen my chances of getting skin cancer. I agree that 15 minutes of sun per day is good for you — the body needs vitamin D — but the notion that anything natural can’t be bad for you is straight up dim. How about various poisonous plants, GP? Care to put some of those in your kale juice smoothie? [via Us Weekly]
Summertime. Cue the languid bathers soaking in the blistering summer sun in the park, on the beach and just about everywhere you look. Everyone’s trying to get that summer glow. Unless, of course, you’re me. I’m the girl reapplying her broad spectrum sunscreen and wearing a big floppy sun hat.
I’ve written before about why I don’t tan. Still, though I long ago accepted that my skin would never be described as “sun-kissed” or “bronzed,” the culture of tanning fascinates me. One in five Americans will be diagnosed with skin cancer at some point in their lives; skin cancer is now the most common form of cancer in the United States. Incidences of melanoma, the deadliest of skin cancers, increased by 800 percent in women and 400 percent in men between 1970 and 2009. Of the seven most common forms of cancer in America, melanoma is the only one whose incidence is increasing, and people who use a tanning bed before the age of 35 increase their risk of melanoma by 87 percent. Tanning has become akin to smoking – people know it puts them at risk for disease, but many just can’t stop. A significant number of those who have reluctantly dragged themselves out of the sun and tanning beds still spray tan. So what gives? Read more on College Candy…
We are all too familiar with the abusive nature of the sun. It’s like that snake cane Jafar carries around with him that makes you do whatever he wants. It’s alluring and inviting one minute, and just when you think you’re safe and call it quits, you can’t bend your knees without cringing in pain for a week. The first step is admitting you have a problem. Think of this, along with a healthy does of sunscreen, as your support group.
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Kelly McGrevey of Akron, Ohio was told that she was too fat to tan. McGrevey claims that Aloha Tanning Salon’s management told her she was too big to fit in their beds, but only after they sold her a membership and collected her money. After outing Aloha for being sizeist money grubbers on the local media and Facebook, they’ve agreed to give McGrevey a full refund for her membership. Graciously, another local tanning salon, Tanner’s, is giving McGrevey use of their beds for one month for free. I guess she’ll fit in a tanning bed after all.
It’s amazing to me that this woman would be turned away from a tanning salon but that Tanning Mom and her 5-year-old daughter can breeze in no problem. As a person who’s had skin cancer, I can’t say I fully support exposure to UV rays, but I hope Kelly McGrevey gets golden freaking brown just to stick it to the assholes at Aloha. [KHOU]
My obsession with Tanning Mom Patricia Krentcil grows stronger with every passing public appearance. Her latest is this gem of a TMZ interview where she responds to New Jersey’s newly instated “Tan Mom Law,” which requires anybody under the age of 17 to have a parent or legal guardian present when using a tanning bed. In addition, it requires the legal guardian and underage tanner sit through a consultation together about the risks of tanning. Also, it states that children under the age of 14 can’t get a spray tan. (What are all those “Toddlers & Tiaras” contestants going to do?) Keep reading »
New Jersey isn’t quite as fun when you’ve been banned from the local tanning salons. So Tanning Mom Patricia Krentcil is doing what any UV-ray worshipper would do: she’s considering packing up her suntan oil and moving to the UK. The New York Daily News reports that our most embarrassing cultural export since the “Jersey Shore” cast went to Italy wants to move to London for “a new style of life,” presumably one where not everyone knows you got arrested for bringing your fair-haired five-year-old to a tanning salon and then fell over drunk on a red carpet. Or maybe she just needed to evade “My Strange Addiction” producers pounding down her front door. Either way, I just wonder why Tanning Mom didn’t choose a locale closer to the equator … [NYMag.com]
Each summer, as I dare to don the shorter garments in my closet, I’m taken back to junior high gym class. Playing kickball and running laps with no athletic ability was pretty humiliating, but worse was doing it as the most pallid, Gollum-like adolescent in the gym. As classmates caught sight of my near translucent, purplish legs, I’d hear the common refrain: “Get a tan, girl!”
Could I get a tan? Should I get a tan? I’ve asked myself these questions countless times since I first came to realize I looked borderline cadaverous. Now, more than a decade later, I have the answers. Keep reading »