If you've seen my bare arms this week, since returning from the islands VERY CLOSE to the equator, you would understand why. I'm peeling like a snake shedding it's skin...I know, it's gross, but I can't stand to pick it, which has led me to exfoliation and wearing long sleeves all week. I have no one to blame but myself...and of course Steve for not stopping me when I applied spf 8 to my arms the first day on the beach - not.a.good.move. No need to fret, learned a quick lesson and wore spf 50 every day after and still came back with a tan. I also learned that leaving the land of rain, thick clouds and very little sun for tropical islands near the equator requires a base tan, which I obviously did not have since it appears to me that Seattle may completely skip summer this year.