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  • 1940's. In the south. My grandmother was pretty, fashionable, loved to soak up the sun. Even with her 1/2 Norwegian heritage which gave her ivory colored skin. She would just coat herself in baby oil or iodine and transform her skin into a toasty golden hue. Most of the pictures that I have of her from her youth were taken by my grandfather, and they were usually of her capturing sun rays. If only I could look as effortlessly elegant.

    She would always warn me when I was little to wear sun screen....explaining that they didn't know the dangers of the sun when she was young.
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