I’ve said it before and I’ll trot this line out every summer as long as I still have people listening … I’m a living, breathing scientific study into why sunscreen should be your number one skincare priority.
I’ve lived all my life in Queensland, half of that holidaying every school holiday time at the beach; the other half living at the beach.
Even in the days when sunscreen stung like nobody’s business and we got a giggle out of the Coppertone billboard at Surfers Paradise where the puppy pulled down the pants of the tanned kid to show a white bottom, I was wearing sunscreen.
Long before rashies were invented, mum had us wearing t-shirts over our swimsuits. Our summer our clothes were permanently stained with zinc.
Did I think it was cool? Not on your life but when I “grew up” and was responsible for my own sunscreen, the habit was already in place. My face especially has always been covered up and slathered on.
The result: skin that’s not of a leather-like consistency best found on a ridiculously expensive designer handbag. And so far no melanomas. Touch a very big hunk of wood on that one.
I’d love to tell you that I have one go-to sunscreen. But I don’t. I have a whole wardrobe of essential sunscreens.
Of course.
Want to take a peek inside my sunscreen wardrobe? Head on over to The Hoopla for more.
In the mean time, imagine yourself sun-protected and sitting under this Sombrilla I think I “need” from Down That Little Lane.
PS. I’m heading to Melbourne today to speak at the Problogger Training Event tomorrow and Saturday. There is no truth to the rumour that I’ll be having any fun whatsoever with my blogging besties. None. At. All 
Feel free to follow along with us on Instagram. The unofficial hashtag is #mumsontheloose
