I noticed last night that my back was browning more than it was red. Today, I realized that, while my back and arms still hurt, they are feeling more like themselves, and not too painful to move around. This afternoon I discovered that going braless in hot weather invites sweaty under-boobs and increases the desire to fold one's shirt under the breasts to keep them from getting too hot. So tonight, I put on a bra for the first time since Friday (my swimsuit on Saturday doesn't count, does it?), and it felt fine. Not glorious or anything, since it's still a bra and I still have the remnants of the sunburn, but much better than nothing. I felt like a normal, dressed human female again, as well. I didn't realize how weirdly self-conscious I had become of the bralessness of my life until I put one on again, and consequently felt better inside.
Bras are weird. Over-shoulder boulder holder is the truth of it, though not at all a flattering description. Back to the life.