The first time I went to Suntanz in Tulsa, I forgot my under garments. Even in Los Angeles, I had a very special pair of undies I would don for a spray tan. How and why I forgot them this particular time is a mystery. I was understandably taken aback when I realized he was the tan artiste.
Him: I'll be doing your spray tan, are you okay with that?
Me: Tell me you are gay.
Him: I'm SO gay, the owner "outs" me constantly
Me: Let's roll.
Needless to say, I do believe he is my favorite spray tanner EVER. And when I was concerned about not being darling nude he said:
OH PLEASE! I just had to do a 70 year old woman mostly naked.
Thank God I'll never make it to 70. ( my friend might not either)