On our recent trip we realized we both had old, and therefore dead sunscreen. So we went into Mammoth to Rite Aid and walked into linear feet by linear feet of sunscreen. So many choices. Me, I wanted basic 15 spf. I actually like getting tan, and my skin will do so over time. My family genetics is to have heart attacks before the skin cancer gets you. Mike was looking for something waterproof in a 45 spf. Now if you read any literature you will know that nothing over 45 has any effect, so those numbers with 70 to 100 are all for naught. And 15 seems to be getting rare. We are turning into a pasty white bunch. The mind boggling array of choices made me almost decide I would just wear a long sleeve shirt but I persevered and came out of the store with an unscented, unobnoxious, unnamebrand, spf15. Mike had to settle for a spf 50. My 15 worked quite well, as I could witness the areas I neglected to cover had a rather rosy tinge to them.
Love it! So true--an overwhelming assortment and according to dermatologists many of them are not worth spending more for. Remember the old days when we'd just throw ourselves out in the sun and hope to look like ?--Annette Funicello? Tanned and glammy...
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