I tan more than I burn, and every year I end up with a pale line under my wedding ring. This summer, thanks to the Hawai’i trip, I got the line a bit earlier than normal.
If you look closely, you’ll see the line. Every year, the Wife and I joke that this means I can’t hit the bars and pick up chicks any more.
Oh, and the best part of this pic? Doing the shot when I was done.