Strangely, people in Hawaii have no trouble telling that I’m from the mainland. Some of it is the way I move, talk, and dress. Most of it is my complexion. I’m a redhead, right? When I go outside, I tend to burn — well, assuming that I go outside during sunlight at all which isn’t that certain considering twenty years in live theater and then a shift to being an SF author.
Anyway, my mother in law invited me to go out and get a pedicure the other day. The salon she prefers is on the military base so we’re sitting there having our toes done with all of these burly navy and air force guys. As one said, “When you spend all day in boots, nothing beats a pedicure.”
The lady working on me said, “Oh! Your legs are so pale.”
“Yeah…” I’m well aware of the fact that my melanin either clumps in freckles or doesn’t function.
“Your bruises show so much.”
“Er…”
“I think this nail polish will match.”
I mean, she’s right. And I did pick out the irridescent gold/green on my own but, um… It’s a good pedicure though.
I’m not a redhead, but I’ve got the lily-white skin, too. The bruises that I can’t even account for are the ones that make me crazy. I’d like to at least be able to brag about where I got ginormous bruise.
I’m enjoying the mental image of those burly military dudes enjoying their pedicure. I bet it does feel good! LOL
Sounds like you took it in good grace. But really, what do you say to that? It’s a good thing it’s winter. Your probably not running around in short dresses, right?
But thank you for reminding me: I need to get a pedicure before we go to Hawaii in January. My toes WILL be showing!
Random uncomfortable comment about your body! Awkward silence!
Ha! much happy laughter because I also am partial to those color shifting goldy-green tones and never picked up on the bruise thing. Fabulous. So, do the burly military guys match their polish to their shrapnel wounds?
The fellow sitting next to me was getting a clear polish, but there was one who appeared to be going for hot pink.