Not Just For the Boys

When I was little, my mother raised me to know that football is close to godliness. Her faith in her Auburn Tigers exemplified what true devotion is; the struggle, the heartbreak, the victory. (And a good excuse to make some rad Southern football food.) And she taught me the importance of a good tight end, of course. (High on the list of important lessons from my mom…)



Now, I’m a grown up and that love of football is deeply instilled in me. In fact, my mom is the only person I know who can scream more loudly at a coach on the small screen than me. I may be the girliest of girly girls, but I beat my boyfriend in Fantasy Football. I talk trades with my personal trainer. Sundays in the fall find me decked out in my Colts best, complete with hoop earrings and hairbow. Football is sooooo not just for the boys, ladies. Check out the PINK pro line if you don't believe me!

So, I’d like to congratulate the Giants on a victorious SuperBowl and mourn the heartbreak that will be the next 8 footballess months. Also, I’m still reflecting on the incredible nachos and tiny football shaped pies I had at the SuperBowl party I attended.



Nomnomnom.

Kisses,
AJS