Dear reader, I've had a disaster on the tanning front. If you've been up to date with my preparations for a non existent heatwave on my other blog then you'll know I've taken to the fake tan once again.
It all started well. On Friday night I applied my fake tan. On Saturday morning I awoke to be greeted by TanHand. Yes you've guessed it, I hadn't washed my hands after applying it. Me, when I'm such an experienced user of the stuff!
I googled solutions. I tried lemon juice. I tried bicarbonate of soda.
I tried oil.
The next night I tried camouflage by tanning my whole hand.
That didn't work either.
TanHand went to work with me on Monday.
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