Dearest Belgian Waffling,
I have read your blog on Fake Tanning whilst drunk and all I have to say is that I raise you a mottled forearm
and two stained feet.
What is worse is that I PAID to have this done to me in a spray tan booth at Solar Salon in Chelsea on Friday. And that I am now living with a French man who exclaimed, 'putain' when he saw my arms. He & his husband then laughed at me for three blocks. And a large part of supper.
Love LLGxx