Natasha was too young to be able to use the tanning booths, so she would stick
herself in the oven at 300°F for fifteen minutes each day after school before her
parents got home from work. You don't want to know about the Thanksgiving mishap...
I don't recall where I found it. I do however remember when Lisa B. from down the street was
the first person I ever met to use a tanning booth in the winter, when I was a high school junior
and she was a sophomore. She came out this unnatural orange-brown with white eyesockets, like
she'd bathed in foundation wearing swim goggles... she looked totally plastic. Which she was. :)