Jerry and I get around. In 2011, we moved from the USA to Spain. We now live near Málaga. Jerry y yo nos movemos. En 2011, nos mudamos de EEUU a España. Ahora vivimos cerca de Málaga.
It’s All About That Tan / Se Trata de Eso Bronceado
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THESE ARE SOME examples of how tan lines (and tattoos) can be more important to some people than style and grace… and sanitation.
When I was a tween and in my early teens in Brooklyn, I listened to 77 WABC AM Radio while I tanned/burned on the beach. As a public service, at regular intervals, they’d announce turn-over time and you’d see many people flip simultaneously to tan/burn the other side.
ESTOS SON ALGUNOS ejemplos de cómo las líneas de bronceado (y los tatuajes) pueden ser más importantes para algunas personas que el estilo y la gracia … y el saneamiento.
Cuando era un adolescente en Brooklyn, escuché 77 WABC AM Radio mientras me bronceaba/quemaba en la playa. Como servicio público, a intervalos regulares, anuncian el tiempo de rotación y verá a muchas personas voltear simultáneamente para broncearse/quemarse al otro lado.
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From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..
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26 thoughts on “It’s All About That Tan / Se Trata de Eso Bronceado”
I thought those 2 guys were twins until I realized you’d photoshopped faces on them, LOL!
A little brains, a little talent… with an emphasis on the latter!
All about the booty apparently!!!!!! And to lay so close next to that murky, swamp puddle!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hopefully they won’t be attacked by a killer CROC!
Oh, you’re so clever!
I could not BELIEVE those two next to that disgusting run-off. Miles of nice places to sunbathe and there’s even a new invention called mounding the sand under you to make a pillow or even a slope.
I remember back to the day when those tan lines were of the uttermost importance………as it is today apparently. Why don’t ‘they’ just make every beach a nude beach!
Oh, they’re clearly still important. I’m always self-conscious about my Ecco Sandals tan!
I fail to understand the fascination with tattoos…as for tan lines, there was a time when I would frequent Moonstone Beach in Rhode Island and my only tan line was on my ring finger.
I can often appreciate tattoos (and often not). And as for tan lines, my lack of one came from Black’s Beach in La Jolla… and I left my ring at home.
I don’t get the guy who bared his ass, because now he’ll have a line under the bun????
I’m assuming he somehow rotates and repositions on different days. But it doesn’t seem worth it. Anyway, I got some new shots of him yesterday. You’ll see them soon.
Clears throat. Maestro if you please. ” Ah, sweet melanoma least I found you…..” I’ve always loved tan lines. My sisters and I would play at the beach and compare how dark we got by using the tan lines as a jumping off point, if you will. We always giggled at the folks sunbathing instead of going into the water. We found a person gets darker faster while in the water rather than frying on the sand. Scoot, a nice speedo shot would’ve been a terrific palette cleanser.
Yep, I remember comparing tan lines that way, too. I WISH I had a nice Speedo shot to share!
Ha! I admire your Photoshop skills! I can’t imagine sunbathing next to a stormwater outfall, but to each his or her own, I guess.
Thanks. I have a ball with Photoshop. Have to hold myself back. Sunbathing by that ugly drainage is simply bizarre. It’s not as enough they don’t have miles of beach to choose from.
Burned but cheeks hurt! Ask me how I know 🙂
I don’t have to ask. My first time on Black’s Beach in La Jolla taught me THAT lesson! I was so embarrassed and, man, were my cheeks red.
I LOVE THAT SONG! and who DIDN’T listen to WABC and cousin brucie!
I thought Cousin Brucie was SO cool, despite the toupé. I tried but couldn’t find a clip of “It’s turn-over time!”
Tráeme esos hombres. Por favor.
Sun’s out, buns out!
SO good to see your smiling face. Wish I had a nude beach in walking distance. Then MY bun would be out, too, but not so strangely.
Well, that bun burn looks like it will hurt. Not to mention the back, the legs, etc. Ouch!
Walt the Fourth:
And he’s been back twice at least since then. And I have more photos!