spray on tights

I Tried Spray-On Tights So You Don’t Have To

Last night, Terry and I went to an engagement party. As is my usual way with these kinds of things, I used it as the perfect opportunity to dress like… someone who doesn’t know how to dress themselves.

See, I couldn’t be bothered fake-tanning my legs, so I bought me some Sally Hansen “spray on tights”. Now, I know that the words “fake tan” have probably just made you roll your eyes and get all “GOD, fake tan, I would NEVER wear fake tan!” on me. And I know the words “spray on tights” probably made you roll those eyes a little more, and say, “GOD, Amber is a dumbass! Isn’t Amber a dumbass?” but just try walking a mile on my “so-pale-they-shine-like-the-moon” legs before you judge me too harshly, OK?

So, spray on tights. Now, I know I’m probably preaching to the “don’t even need to be converted” here, but they’re just not a great idea, you know? Or actually, they ARE a great idea. I mean, tights! That spray on! Who wouldn’t love those bad boys? What’s not such a great idea, though, is buying your spray-on tights from eBay, so, naturally that’s exactly what I did.

It could have worked. OK, so maybe it couldn‘t have worked. All I know is that the fact I was buying the tights ON THE INTERNET, which made it totally freakin’ impossible to judge the colour accurately… well, it didn’t really help. As it happens, the colour I got claimed to be ‘Tan Glow’, but turned out to be good old American Tan, i.e. a colour that no human being has any right to be. So I decided to use it anyway. Because I am stupid.

I’d sprayed one leg from ankle to knee before I realised that ‘Tan Glow’? Wasn’t such a great look, really. Neither ‘tan’ nor ‘glowy’, it made me look like an Oompa Loompah, and I don’t know about you, but that’s just not a look I’ve ever aspired to. So I reached for the emergency pair of tights I’d bought at Asda last week, in preparation for this very eventuality. I dunno, it’s almost like a gift, this ability of mine to see into the future, it really is. Now, you’d think that buying my tights in person rather than on eBay would make it pretty hard for even me to get the colour wrong, wouldn’t you? You’d be wrong about that, though. Because, even although my legs are so pale I look like I’ve just been exhumed, these tights somehow contrived to be even paler. I looked like Courtney Love on a very bad day, and given that every day is a bad day for Courtney, that’s not good, dudes.

So I hit the ‘Tan Glow’ again.

And it still made me look like an Oompah Loompah.

An Oompah Loompah, yesterday.

By now time was a-wastin’ and I could hear Terry downstairs jingling his car keys in that, “I’m not trying to rush you, but actually, I am totally trying to rush you,” way he has, so I quickly washed off the Tan Glow (no, that didn’t go too well, thanks for asking) and rummaged around in my hosiery drawer until I found two pairs of hold-ups I’d forgotten I had. “All of my troubles are over!” I thought, smugly pulling on the first one and ripping it with my bracelet as I did so. I threw it into a corner and managed to successfully clothe myself in two more. As I pulled on my coat, though, one of my freaky premonitions hit me, and I tucked the last remaining hold-up into my bag. Just in case.

As it turned out, it was my dress I destroyed first. See, it was a knit dress, and I was wearing a rhinestone bracelet. Every time I moved my arm, the bracelet would catch on my dress, snagging at the material and leaving lots of little unattractive raised bits, so that I looked like I was wearing an acne-ridden teenager. “COULD YOU NOT HAVE JUST TAKEN OFF THE BRACELET?” I hear you ask, and, indeed, this was the first thing my mum asked when I emailed her this morning to ask if she could fix my dress.

Well, yes, of course I COULD remove the bracelet and I did. I decided to wait until I’d laddered another one of my hold ups with it first, though. Then I went to the bathroom to replace it with the spare hold-up I had cunningly brought with me, only I put my stupid hand right through it as I pulled it on. D’oh!

I emerged from the bathroom looking a little bit like a newspaper: black dress, white legs, red hair. I was very careful not to mention to anyone that I write about fashion for a living.

Still, we had a great time. And hey, I’ve always wanted a ‘Tan Glow’ bathroom anyway…

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  • Stephen


    Heh – Siobhan is very excited, because she spotted you guys shopping on Thursday night. Woo! Real-live celebrity blogger spotting! (Which, by the way, if you were wondering why a strange woman was staring at you on Thursday, should now explain it… ;+) She was thrown by Terry – she doesn't think he looks anything like he did in the wedding photos!

    October 7, 2007
  • OMG! That is too funny!

    And spray-on tights? I've never heard of them. Probably with good reason.

    October 7, 2007
  • That's hilarious. And speaking of tan glow bathrooms, mine is 'brunette brown' from my hair colourant. My god, nothing gets that stuff off!

    October 8, 2007
  • Spray. On. Tights. The mind boggles why anyone would think this a good idea. LOL

    And seriously, I don't think you could be any whiter than I am. I scare albinos. And to top it off, I have extremely dark hair. Talk about a walking newspaper, eh.

    October 8, 2007
  • emmao414


    Spray on tights are wonderful. You need nude glow Amber, or light glow at a push, your paler than me, and these are the ones i use.

    I also have a bracelet like that. its in my handbag from when i took it off after it wrecking something once… you have inspired me to get up and go throw it in the bin! thank you!!

    October 9, 2007
  • Haha oh Amber, this was hilarious. I'm sorry you went through it, but really, great material.

    And I've always wondered about tights in a can. Now I know.

    October 10, 2007
  • Stephen – that's so funny! She should have said hello, and I could have explained why I was dressed like a bag lady! I didn't see anyone staring, though – I must have been in Amber-world 🙂

    October 10, 2007
  • emma


    just tried the tights in a can this weekend in Manchester to try and even out a pair of legs which usually lurk under trousers or behind tights all their life!

    I am not sure about these 30 applications in a can – I just managed one before the aerosol gave out! Instead of exposing my new shade of bare legs to the world, I bottled it and resorted to a pair of hold ups and then another and then another as the weekend passed.

    Your description of your trials and tribulations mirrored my own and I just had to smile. I find that you tend to ladder your hold ups in direct proportion to how many you tuck in your handbag.


    June 15, 2009