I caught tan-anorexia from my sister Sari. It's not about golden, coconut-oiled, delicious colored skin. That's nice, but it's more than that. It's that feeling when I walk outside, close my eyes and turn toward the sun. A warmth comes in through my eyelids, runs through my veins and slowly saturates the rest of me. Oh how I love the sun and I never want summer to end.