I wear myself out and struggle with the sun. And what a sun here! It would be necessary to paint here with gold and gemstones. It is wonderful.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm pretty fair-skinned, so I need to get in the sun for a little while.
I love the sun but don't have the time to get a good tan and keep it year-round, so I am a huge fan of tanning products.
I adore wearing gems, but not because they are mine. You can't possess radiance, you can only admire it.
Since I have fair skin, I have to stay out of the sun. I can't stand the sun. I dyed my hair red for a while during the 1990s but I'm actually a natural blonde.
I love going to the beach in the tropics and doing whatever I do - surfing, swimming or being - and the glow when I get a tan that deepens. I walk around with red and gold in my skin and feel like the most beautiful thing on the planet!
I'm lucky because I don't like being in the sun a whole lot, just because the repercussions for me - I feel it, I go very red.
As far back as I can remember, I have worshipped the sun. My skin is fair, but as the years have gone by, it has toughened and darkened. I now turn a rich golden brown every summer, but only after the first day of burning.
There's nothing new under the sun - you just get a can of paint out.
There is not much sun, but I didn't move to Manchester to go to the beach.
Finally here is a beautiful day, a superb sun like at Giverny. So I worked without stopping, for the tide at this moment is just as I need it for several motifs. This has bucked me up a bit.