The only foundation I’ve ever used is a pale, slate grey, usually mixed with some sand, cinder, and some cement. Makes for a decent block foundation on which to lay some sill plate. Excavation dependent on the soil I’m working with . . .
Myself, however, I tend to sport the “farmers tan”. Sure, I look good when I’m wearing clothes, but when I go to the beach, most people are advised to wear welding glasses (I’m so pale, I gleam that much).
Tripler
WARNING: Do not look at me directly with the naked eye.
My friends call me “Casper the Snarky Ghost”. The parts of me that never see the sun are glaringly pale. I burn easily and never tan ever. Typical redhead.
The funny part is I’m a quarter Cherokee, yet paler than anyone in my family. Recessive genes, please check in…
I had to go to the tanning salon for two weeks before my wedding just to pinken up ever so slightly. That way, I could tell the difference between my skin and my wedding gown.
No, No!! My dress doesn’t have long sleeves and a high collar, that’s just my skin tone, thank you very much!!
The day after my wedding, I was back to being colorless.
But that’s O.K. The redhair and green eyes make up for it.
