George Hamilton, who...?

I've spent a lot of time outside recently. Granted, most of it has been lying by the pool exerting very little energy, but I have done a bit of volleyball playing, walking around, etc...
Anyhow, the point is that I woke up this morning and looked at my ever darkening skin in the mirror and thought, "Wow. I look quite tan. Cool."
At school today, several kids made comments regarding my glow. However, never once did I hear the word tan. I heard a lot of reds and pinks, which I resent a little. (This is about as brown as my naturally rosy-pink Scotch-Irish epidermis gets.) I heard a couple oranges, and even a dark. But absolutely no "tan." I even heard a "Miss, your nose is kinda purple..."

Damn. Next weekend, I'm gonna stay inside.