sun-kissed tresses

so, i'm in the sun a whole lot lately. i've never been so tan in my life. the first week i trained on the boat, i'd walk past a mirror and honestly not recognize myself. i went from kinda pale to definitely half mexican in no time.
i tried to fight it at first, with expensive sunscreen and embarrassingly huge hats, but then i came to terms with my new sun-kissed self and started embracing this reflection i didn't recognize.
and then, before i knew it, the little freckles on my cheeks came out and the ends of my hair started turning blonde... BLONDE. ironic that the sun made my hidden irish features come out? my first mate swears i'm going to look like shakira by the end of tourist season--ha!
at this point, i don't care what funny colors the sun changes me and my hair, as long as i look happy. cause boy, am i ever.