Wednesday, 20 January 2010
After spending a lazy winter afternoon watching 'Blue Crush', I've developed a sudden fixation on surfing. It may have something to do with my envy for Kate Bosworth's radiant honey-coloured skin and toned limbs but I'm craving endless afternoons on sandy, golden beaches. My new interest in this sport may sadly fizzle out but desire to develop a healthy glow won't. I've reached for the fake tan during these cold, winter evenings and the new product bronzing my dull skin is St Moritz. As St Tropez cheaper new counterpart, it glides on like a foamy chocolate mousse. Despite its consistency and fake tan's reputation, I may not learn to surf any time soon but I can give the impression I've just returned from 3 weeks in Hawaii attempting to do so with my new tan.