My “Viking skin,” a term I affectionately use for my particular brand of pale, sun-averse epidermis, was, as always, a key player in this drama. Despite the not-blistering temperatures, the sun decided to put on a dazzling, hard-shining performance, making it abundantly clear that every inch of me needed to be covered. Think less “beach babe,” more “mummy chic.”
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