Burn baby burn.

I am feeling old and ugly today. Though I look cute (I really like my outfit). My face is really bothering me (I know, its bothering you too).

I went to the beach this weekend. (Yes Mom, I wore sunscreen!) I even sat under a beach umbrella. Now- what kind of day at the beach is this? Remember when you were a kid and you piled into the car with your friends? You would, sit at the beach all day. Drank whatever concoction your freinds were able to make from the bottles in their parents bar. Lube yourself up with baby oil and bake. For hours. No care about skin cancer. No worries about wrinkles. You earned the burn. Blisters the next day aside - Tan lines were an art.

Our tan lines were not sprayed on - rolled on or spread on. We didnt look a funny shade of orange from the chemicals that we rubbed on our skins. This was sun damage all the way!!!

Well - I am seeing what damage I have done today. You know Samantha (my hero) on Sex in the City had a face peel done. It didnt look to great once she did it. But eventually - she has skin that I would love to have again. Baby butt skin. You know the kind.

I am really thinking about financing some beauty. The whole shebang. Now- I am not gonna get a face lift or those horrible lips (Courtney Love, darling, stay away from the bee stung lips. They don't suit you). I am talking scrape the face - suck out that extra chin. Lift those child riddled boobies. And suck enough fat out of the front and give me a JLO ass. I know I have enough. Dont tell me it cant be done.

I too - will have baby butt skin. Expense, who cares. I will be young.

But - does this mean that I will have to become my Gramma at the beach? Long sleeve everything and a big hat?

I guess it all has a price.