Tanned looking Yung Yung out and about

I was raised with stringent rules, norms and etiquette, and very specific notions of what beauty and how women should be. It is easy to notice those traces on me. For example, I have never had a tan before. Not that I never go out in the sun but it takes a lot of effort to actually get dark, probably that's one of the reasons I never bothered. I literally finished a bottle of Hawaiian Tropic Dark Tanning lotion over 4 days of continuous long hours of tanning in order to get dark this time.

Another reason is of course my house rules. I had gone through very tough yelling and scolding when I decided to cut my hair short (shorter than spiky hair) years back. Realizing that I do that every 5 years (starting 1995, 2000, 2005) I decided to do something different this year. That concludes to tanning.

I do not think my parents would be happy with my new tan. All the more reason to not go back this year.

I find myself amazed at my tanned skin trying the clothes and shoes on. I am not used to having such tanned skin. I wonder if my shoes will still look good with such tanned skin...

This is definitely something different.

Helps me to look at myself differently.

I feel comfortable though.

 I was always very self-conscious. Now... I dun really care anymore. Hey... I am dark! What else is there to care for? I hope I look as good as I feel....

For I am just trying to love..... me