Musings, Part 3

Your Team Colors are Not Pink

GWH and I went a San Antonio Spurs game recently, and he immediately headed for the shop to obtain some official merchandise. Man, was that place hopping and man, do those fans love them some Spurs. Which is all well and good. My only issue is this: pink girl merchandise. Apparently every team does this. I mean, I see Longhorn gear in pink all the time. I also refuse to buy it.

Seriously, girls, if you're awesome enough to be a sports fan, buck up and wear your team's colors, huh? Especially you Lady Spurs. Your colors are black and silver. I managed to put together a Spurs outfit from what was in my closet, girls. (GWH was also duly impressed.) Black and silver is easy, and everyone can wear it. Burnt orange is a little bit harder, but as GWH says, everyone looks good in championship gear. I know I look fabulous in it. So, ladies, please just buck up and wear your team's colors. Pink is poser and it sucks.

Wow. I Had No Idea.

On another note, I just took an extended lunch today and did a wee bit of shopping. There was a sale at a particularly awesome boutique, and damn if I didn't feel slightly overwhelmed by college girls with charge cards. The one thing that really got me was this chick waiting to check out…she had on these shorts--they were really more like underwear, you know the cute boy shorts that your thighs and butt kind of pooch out of? Not this chick. She had the smoothest, brownest, longest, best legs I have ever seen. People, I didn't know legs like that existed in real life. I thought maybe Hollywood-types appeared to have them through the magic of plastic surgery, air-brushing and tanning booths. I could spend the rest of my life in the gym and my thighs would not look that way. They have never looked that way.

I was in complete awe and hated her just a little bit and just kind of stared at her. No, I'm not proud.

-Shakira 05.03.07