Late last week, it did. At first, I thought it was a trick of the light, but reinspection has shown me that I indeed have two-toned index fingers (and that the left one is darker than the right one).
|It's not my imagination. It's there. However, if you can't see it, blame my poor photography skills.|
Where else can I acquire new tan lines?
I may never undo what will happen to my forearms and lower upper arms, because I fear for how scorched my back will become if I wear my tank tops -- they're racerbacks.
Sunglasses-inspired raccoon eyes are almost a given, if I'll be out in the sun more than half a day.
I might be lucky enough to see white stripes down my jaw line from where my helmet hid the skin, but I doubt I'll see any hue on my legs between beige and lobster.
Check back at the end of July to find out what a tie-dyed mess my skin has become!