For years, one of my staple, never-fail jokes was about how I was secretly very tan. Bronze, even. Tomorrow, for a story, I’m actually going to a tanning salon. It was tough to choose a salon, as it turns out there are many in Manhattan. Would it be Faux Glow? Tanning in the Shade? Sundara Airbrush Tanning?

Luckily, there was a video that sold me — hard — on Beach Bum Tanning, which has five locations, one not too far from me. I can’t embed the video here, but I’m begging you to go and watch it.

Pay special attention to the owner’s description of “the open-air P-90″ and “the CaliforniaTan auto-bronzer,” which is from Italy.

Also, when I mentioned that I’d be doing this to friend and fellow try-it journalist Jennie Dorris, she said, “Oh god, I did that very thing. Let me just say, you’re going to be naked and sliding around in your own sweat. And then you’ll smell weird.”

Also, I’m re-designing this site. Just you wait.

Have I already shared this here?

This is from the project that Kenan and I are working on, GreenGrog.com.