Look at the color of Grant's face. I swear to God I didn't alter the contrast or anything. I wish I had the audio file of him a few hours earlier all saying "It's cloudy, dude! You don't need to wear lotion when it's cloudy out!"
Even though the skies were overcast, with one quick comparison of Colin's chalk-white leg next to Grant's swarthy yam, we decided we had no choice but to hit the beach. Clouds be damned, we were in near danger of losing Colin to vitamin D deficiency.
And here's the sneaky, hold-the-camera-at-my-side stealth-pic I took of "The Most Sunburned Man Ever." Look at the color of his face. Holy shit. (And is it me or is does he look like a pink, bizarro Steve Buscemi?)
I spent most of Monday in meetings for work. Tara spend most of Monday getting incredibly sunburnt at the hotel pool. Ouchie. After meeting up, we set out on the strip to explore some more.
