Sunscreen + #Van Life+ Struggle Care

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Sunscreen

Look, this week’s recommendation isn’t exactly innovative but honest to God it bears repeating… Put on sunscreen.

The hot weather is bearing down on us and with it, our great enemy, the sunshine. My husband milked cows on a kibbutz for a year (weird flex, Amy, but sure), and when it’s hot he puts on an Israeli accent and intones one of his major takeaways from the experience: “The Sun is not your friend.”

The Sun is not your friend, people. The sun is a mean girl who is nice to your face only to tell everyone that your boobs look like bananas in your Suzy Shier tank top. The sun makes you feel warm and happy in the moment, but the next thing you know, your arms are the colour of a boiled lobster and hunks of your skin are literally peeling off your body like a horror movie. That’s your skin, which the mother trucking sun has just burned from your body!

The sun is the asshole who wants to give you wrinkles and then skin cancer. You don’t need the sun’s bullsh…