On a gray gloomy day like we're having in Paris today, it's not hard to spot the fake tan in the crowd, the only surprise being that there are so many of them. In fact, there are at least three tanning salons within a 5 minute walk of our apartment. What I find particularly odd about these well-coiffed, polished, shod, and turned out women is that their tans have a strange orange-y cast to them, kind of like those you got with QT. (Only my bet is that these don't come with a QT price!) The prize winner this afternoon was an older woman (I would say pushing 80)wearing a fur coat, boots with kitten heels, lots of jewelry, and a terrific orange tan. She was walking down the sidewalk at a snail's pace with crutches and her 80ish equally infirm husband for support. But the tan was fab.
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