Embracing my inner bear

Like the wisened travel veteran that I am, I figured that I had built up what we in the industry like to call a ´base tan´ by this point, being in such close and regular proximity to the sun. Man was I wrong. I am crispy in the shoulder region, and lobster-colored in the lower lumbar region, also my abdominal wall, aka my gut, is a bit rouge. Only because I know that you appreciate such details about my various stomach ailments and sunburns, I will also mention that being hairy doesn´t agree with being sunburnt. If I had to compare myself to anything, it would be a bear with mange, or some other fur disease. It ain´t pretty. I made this comment to Ben, who responded, ´you should embrace your bear-ness. Girls like bears.´ Priceless words of encouragement. I didn´t have the heart to tell him that gay men also like bears. Also, bears like honey. Now I am trying to embrace my inner bear, so ladies, if you have got some honey on you, prepare to be mauled viciously... followed by bear hugs, lots of bear hugs.