I am also a very white person. I have two colors: white and pink. My arms will tan a little, but that's it. I do get some freckles, but they're not attractive freckles. I freckle around my mouth, which just makes me look like I need a napkin.
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I freckle around my mouth, which just makes me look like I need a napkin.
Yes, this. Me. Annoying.
I freckle along my hairline, but nowhere else. On occassion I can achieve a very pale tan. But that's partly due to the fact that I'm barely outside.
I burn. Then, if by some miracle I don't peel, I tan. However, my "tan" is closer to pale than tan, really. Very subtle difference.
And THEN, my tan usually starts peeling off in about a week. And before I know it I'm back to blending in with snow, marshmallows, white walls and paper.
I'm pale to the point where even the palest shade of powder in most drugstore lines looks like bronzer on me. Physician's Formula makes a mineral pressed powder in "translucent" which works.
Jessica, are you an olive pale, or a pinky pale? You always seem olive-y to me, in photos.
I'm the translucent pinky, burn freckle sort of pale. I was an incredibly healthy child who heard, "Are you feeling all right, you look so pale," probably twice a week, for the first two decades of my life. From people who knew me!
I'm really pale but I have red splotchy cheeks which makes finding foundation difficult.
In middle school some girls teased me about being so pale, it was hard to deal with but inside I kept telling myself that when we were all old I'd look young and beautiful and they'd look old and leathery. I have no idea what they look like now, but some are probably fake tan addicts.
Plei unleashed a monster in me. A girlie monster.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to interpret that as porn, thanks.
Pale Blue Nation, represent!
Oh, that's what I need, coffee. Please to make with the neuron flow.
Don't think I ever got teased over the pale, with the exception of (equally pale) former roommate's boyfriend, who used to call our apartment the House of Albino.
Speaking of pale, my mom requested that I get a professional picture taken of myself for her Mother's Day gift. I have some pictures from the photo shoot uploaded to flickr if anyone's interested. [link]
I'm new to working with flickr, so if the link doesn't work, please let me know. Thanks.