More than just a marker of where clothes used to be, tan lines are a gentle reminder of who we used to be. Washed out, tired, likely struggling with SAD (seasonal affective disorder brought on by dark, cold, winter months), bundled into woolly jumpers to try and convince ourselves that happiness can be found in ‘cosiness’ too. Not only is it warmer and brighter now, the days are longer, the trees are greener, nights out are livelier, people are friendlier and London is doing what London does best: summer.

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