My man is, well, a bit pasty. A walking glue stick, if you will. Whereas I plan on parking myself on the beach and toasting all day long rotisserie chicken style (flip every 15 minutes to ensure an even tan!), he's going to be running for the nearest shade and slathering on SPF 50. The kind they make for babies.
In thinking about sun block, I had a weird trip back to the late 80s/early 90s. Remember Zinka?
We had the green kind in my household. Who was the schmuck who thought this stuff was a good idea in the first place?! Regardless, they marketed it well enough to make a killing.Apparently the stuff is still around, making appearances at 80s parties and surfing events. Who knew?
2 comments:
must be a Southern thing. I don't think I have seen this stuff in person in my entire life. I saw it on TV, but never really understood it.
A precursor to the zinc trend... our mom would slap good old fashioned Desitin on our noses. Same stuff; just white.
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