i used to belong to that school of thought common to pinoys that fair skin is (more) beautiful. growing up alongside an older sister with ivory skin, i used to resent having a skin tone euphemistically termed as kayumanggi. i hated it most when we’d visit relatives and my sister would reap compliments about her fair skin, whereas i’d be chided for playing too much out in the sun. playing outdoors might have contributed, yes, but the fact that even 6 years of living in comparatively sunlight-deprived germany, more than half of which was spent fully clothed in several layers hasn’t gotten me any close to my sister’s skin color proves that i am genetically doomed to be brown.

but that perpective changed when i started working in an international community. like many other things, i guess, it seems that when you see white skin everywhere everyday, the fascination wears off and that’s when you start seeing things objectively, the way you really see it, and not the way others would like you to believe.

fast forward a few years and i’ve made a 180 degree turn. instead of lathering myself in the SPF40 sunblock jan uses, i’ve got an SPF 4 tanning oil in my bag. two trips to the pool and my skin reached the color it would take others here the whole summer to achieve, if at all. and i say that with pride and satisfaction, not disdain. afterall, with very little effort, i’ve got a tan 90% of the germs at the poolside would die for (er, literally, considering how they grill themselves under the sun).

now that’s what one calls being comfortable in your own skin!

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