I've got the dress, the shoes, and the jewellery but I thought it might be a good plan to get a fake tan, and get my nails done.
I did Sociology at University and I was particularly taken with Erving Goffman, who did a lot of work on the sociology of every day life, and how we present ourselves. He talks about how we prepare ourselves backstage for social performances onstage. I like this idea. I've always thought that beauty salons are an organised backstage area, and I don't know about you, but I've always found social interactions in these areas to be uncomfortable. Perhaps it's because I haven't built up camaraderie with the other players backstage. I suspect the fault is mine. I feel like I'm in with the cool girls, but that they're just tolerating me because I'm paying them! So I guess it makes sense that I was a bit stressed.
I asked on Facebook if anyone could recommend somewhere to go for a fake tan, and lots of people recommended Be Glamazing in Largs (01475 648481). I looked at some photos and felt a bit scared because Sarah, the owner, is impossibly glamorous, but I made an appointment, and that appointment was last night.
So, I washed off all traces of deodorant and anything else, and exfoliated (as I'd been instructed by Sarah), and put on baggy clothes and slip on shoes. I drove down to the salon where I was greeted by Sarah, looking impossibly glamourous, but really friendly. She offered me a seat, but I wasn't waiting long before I got my nails done, by Sarah herself. The salon was quietly busy, with a great atmosphere. It did feel like I was in with the cool girls, but I was being included. If they were laughing over shared history they explained the back story. It's a good place to be. For the first time I felt comfortable in a salon. My nails are black and glittery, so I'm still a bit Goth, but a bit glam too.
|during (this morning)|
Kenny doesn't like it, and the boy thinks I look old (because the only person he knows who's always tanned is my Mum). Last night I was a funny colour, and not supposed to get wet (a bit like a Gremlin) for at least six hours, but this morning I showered and...
I'm still a funny colour, and a bit blotchy too. You can see that I got a few drops of water on my arms when I was washing my hands last night. I personally feel that I look like I've been rubbed down with a tea bag, but I am used to being pretty pale. However, from a bit of a distance it looks absolutely fine, and my arms and legs look like they're actually a tanned persons! I'm not sure that fake tanning is for me, but I would completely recommend the Be Glamazing experience.
Have you had a fake tan? How did you get on?