Yesterday! What a glorious, sunny day it was. Holy Thursday was the day my family planned our annual beach trip. As usual, we were late when we started looking for rooms so we had to settle for a day trip. It was a quick beach run, with more than half of the hours spent in the lovely school bus, on the road.
Here's my bare-naked mug, with nothing but sunscreen slathered on. I really love the top-knot I ended up with, it was really, really cute.
What was in my Skin Food polkadot cosmetics bag: sun essentials. Watson's Soothing and Cooling After-Sun Lotion (with aloe, cucumber extract, and Vitamin E!), Hawaiian Tropic Sheer Touch Lotion Sunscreen SPF 50 (in a lovely coconut scent!) and Beach Hut Face Ultra-Sensitive Hypoallergenic Sunblock SPF 65 (that was a mouthful, and a handful to type).
What was in my Majolica Majorca gold and glittery cosmetics bag: make-up! Red Hello Kitty hand mirror, Goody Anti-Frizz hair brush, MAC Studio Fix compact in NC25 (I used to be NC20 when I was younger, boo), Majolica Majorca Pressed Pore Cover, Charm Retractable Kabuki, Skin Food Salmon Dark Eye Circle Concealer in 02, Origins Liquid Lip Color in Copper Beach, eos Smooth Lip Balm Sphere in Summer Fruit and NARS blush in Orgasm. I only put them on after showering, since the ocean would wash it away if I decided to wear it into the water.
And here's a photo of the little white pup my brother helped save. So we were sitting around in our cabana, and my brother sees this father and son pair swimming in the sea. They were throwing around this little white thing and after some squinting, we realize that it's a white puppy. They threw him into the water, submerged him, let him swim and scamper off, chased him and finally, buried him in the sand. My brother approached the policemen that were patrolling in the area, and after witnessing for themselves the cruelty that was going on, one of them approached the kid to tell him off. I saw the poor, scared pup run off somewhere. When my dad and I went to the food hut to get some juice, I saw the poor thing and called him. Being the nice, trusting little fellow that he was, he approached me and I picked him up. I fed him some of the food we had for lunch: fried chicken (that was way too dry, really), tuna and pork. The poor boy, which we dubbed Whitey, wolfed each morsel down.
I ended up getting sunburned even though I slathered the sunscreen on. After about thirty minutes in the water, I got up for lunch. I reapplied and went back in for another thirty minutes. Right now my shoulders hurt pretty bad. My chest is kinda red but aside from the V-mark I got from my swimsuit, it's pretty much okay. Lesson learned: No matter how careful I am, I don't tan. I burn.