I was in middle school in the early 90′s and, being stuck in Alaska, I tended to believe the outside world really was like what I saw on Saved by the Bell (for those of you too young to remember Saved by the Bell, you have missed out on some classic high school tv soap action). Anyway, a big part of that was beach life and the belief, however grossly incorrect, that extremely tanned bleach blonds were both A: very beautiful and B: very common.
Since then, I have come to feel that very tan bleach blonds are A: Asking for skin cancer and B: kinda wonky looking.
Despite this, I felt a need to relive my childhood with this post. There is no better excuse.
On the upside there is a towel and a pink drink and lots of swimsuit pieces.