Maybe Tights Would Help......

Walker picked up Culver's for lunch ( I has a salad with grilled chicken) and now everyone is asleep.  Walker is snoring in his recliner, Bro is snoozing on the sofa, even Ernie is fast asleep.  Unfortunately for me, I have to leave for work in less than an hour.  No nap for me.

I decided over the weekend that I need to do little pamper-y things for myself once in a while.  I focus too much on work and taking care of everyone else.  One of the things I decided to try was some self tanner, since I now have to stay out of the sun.  I didn't know what kind of self tanner worked the best, so I bought a couple different ones to try.

I now have orange feet.

You know, you can't detract from orange feet by painting your toenails navy.  Just in case you were about to suggest that.  Good idea, though.  Ahem.

It appears that if you use a spray version of self tanner, it tends to drift down to your feet when you spray the rest of you.  It would probably be helpful if manufacturers would note this in the instructions, but then you might get the idea that the product is difficult to apply and - HELLO - gives you orange feet.  Not so good for business, I guess.

It doesn't help that the color takes three hours to develop.  By the time you know you have a problem, it's too late to do anything about it.  On the plus side....oh, hell, there is no plus side.  I have orange feet and they will stay orange for about a week.  The pool opens on Saturday, and I promised to take Diva.  Me and my orange feet have nowhere to hide.