A Hundred Years Ago Our Skin Would Have Been the Handsomest Out There

So we’re white. And I’m not just talking caucasian white (although we are that too). I’m talking about do-you-people-live-in-a-cave white. Which is really unfair considering we live in Hawaii. When we go to Washington to visit (where it rains 9 out of 10 days) we’re still whiter than everyone else. Here where whites are actually a minority we are really, really, really white. It’s not uncommon to go to the park with 300 other people and be the only white people there. Everytime I would drop Seporah off at school, I’d sit in the cafeteria with a hundred other kids and we were the only white ones (this includes faculty). And then when we’re not the only white ones, usually the other caucasians are still 5 shades darker than us. It doesn’t really bug me except for we get mistaken for tourists all the time. When I say, no we live here, people always ask, oh you just moved here? Because really, people that are as white as us don’t live in Hawaii.

We’re not cave dwellers either. We do go outside. I mean our place is only 800 square feet. We’d go insane if we didn’t go outside at least once a day. We have to use sunscreen though because if we didn’t we would burn all of our skin off… and then we still wouldn’t get a tan.

I really envy Jason or Josh’s skin at this point. Why did our brothers get all the wow-I-can-get-a-killer-tan-if-I-want-to genes? 5 minutes outside and they’re done like shake and bake chicken.