Yes, I get it. We all want that dewy, sun-kissed, just got back from Saint-Tropez glow. By all means, roast like a Costco rotisserie chicken in those UV 9 rays—incinerate in your truth. For the love of god though. Just wear the damn sunscreen. It’s not stopping all the UV rays from getting you tan, babe, it’s just stopping you from getting cancer. Before anyone even tries to roll their eyes at me right now, piping up with a, “but I won’t get as tan”…okay?? And? You’ll still get golden, it might just take a few more dates with the sun instead of one quite literally toxic fling. Wouldn’t you rather have tan and glowingly beautiful, healthy skin rather than scales of leather before you hit 29? A raisin in the sun is a tragic play hon…not a skincare goal. So yes, even if it’s as low as SPF 30. I don’t care. Slather it on. Reapply. Be obnoxious about it. Your older self (and your dermatologist) will thank you…maybe even me. Hot girl summer is fun. Hot skin biopsy summer? Not so much.
Monday, Apr 6, 2026
