We’re lucky enough to be able to attend college football games as one of the perks of my husband’s workplace. It’s a win-win situation for us because:
1) We get extra exercise because we have to park a half hour away to avoid paying for parking.
2) Free food! Not just any food-junk food like nachos and all kinds of fried food.
3) Free entertainment and shelter! Music, satellite TV, and an RV to sit in when it’s too cold. (This is BEFORE the game).
4) Oh yeah, we also get to watch college football live. (This is the least exciting part for everyone except for Evil Genius).
I’ve learned a few things about how to prepare for these events. Mostly hair related things. In particular
1) Never leave for a football game in Iowa with wet hair. Ever. Just don’t do it.
2) Always have the appropriate hair attire with you lest you be forced to purchase an extremely expensive piece of hair equipment like this:
4) Bring your own beverages. This applies if you dislike beer, Pepsi products and anything that isn’t lemonade flavored. You know, if you’re a weirdo like me.
This last week hardly anyone signed up for tickets. This is because our team has been losing. Not by a little bit, we’re talking losing badly! Therefore we got to go AGAIN this week. Whoa. As a matter of fact, I could hardly stand it because we actually got to do two entertaining things on consecutive days, since we’d gone to see Thor 2 the night before. My heart almost can’t take this kind of stuff…
As we were walking across campus to get to the game on this particular brisk November morning, I couldn’t help but notice that all of the college girls were dressed the same. Apparently there is some sort of dress code for university football games. Black leggings and UGG boots. Not just any boots, UGG brand boots. You know, the really expensive ones that are supposed to be pillows for your feet?
I was a little, ok, a lot nervous when I got to the gate. I thought for sure that I was going to be turned away on account of my boot cut thrift store jeans and my New Balance running shoes (because I look so young you know). Luckily, I must have gotten a really lenient ticket taking person. Whew!
Then I remembered, I’m not a twenty year old college student. That explains a lot.
Since then, after a trip to Target and digging through my closet I am happy to report that for once I am actually on the cutting edge of fashion. I now own my very own outfit that would render me pretty much inconspicuous if I ever had to go undercover as a college student. Tell, what do you think?