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The Strong Belles Lenten Challenge
Feb 21, 2012 CATEGORIES: Gridiron Belles: A Guide to Saturdays in Dixie, SEC Football, Southern Belles, Southern Football, Southern Gentlemen, Southern Women, Strong Belles Challenge
Thanks for the love, but this doesn't help me!
Valentine’s day was last Tuesday. I spent the weekend in NYC ordering from seamless.com, indulging in wonderful Cuban food, and sipping on celebratory drinks. Fat Tuesday is today. I tend to take this fake holiday too seriously and eat as if I simply must put every senseless calorie in my mouth. TODAY.
Thankfully, Lent begins tomorrow. Yes, I’ll go so far as to say I need a power bigger than myself to get me back on track!
How convenient that Lent comes just a few months after our big self-improving New Year declarations. Lent, thankfully, is only 46 days and that feels a little easier to manage than 365 days of commitment.
My personal Lenten promises tend to be more about enhancing my life rather than depriving myself. I would rather volunteer more, have lunch once a week with a new friend, or add more yoga to my day. That’s partially because I hope that whatever I do add will take hold as habit after 46 days. And don’t they say habits are hard to break?
So how does all of this relate to Gridiron Belles and football?
The purpose of me writing Gridiron Belles was not only to promote the gentility and class of Southern Belles and Gents but to empower women with knowledge about an ever so popular game that nearly every Southerner obsesses over. I wanted to provide women with knowledge. Knowledge is power.
What was once accepted and expected of Belles, to just be pretty and quiet, is no longer what makes a Belle a Belle. Belles are not frail creatures waiting to be told who or how to be. We don’t need to wait for direction from a man or suggestions from our families. In my mind, a Belle is a woman who is strong, proud, capable, motivated, respectful of herself and others, goal driven, and eager to take on the challenges of life to achieve her dreams. All while being a lady.
A Belle is nothing if she is not well-rounded and her own biggest cheerleader.
Still looking for the connection?
I have found over the years that how physically fit I am directly influences how emotionally fit I am. If I’m emotionally unfit, I begin to doubt myself, my work, my purpose, etc. One quick, exhausting workout remedies the situation. SO… in an effort to further empower and encourage women to be the greatest version of themselves they can be, I am inviting you to join my Lenten promise.
I am vowing to do 100 push-ups and 100 sit ups each day of Lent. To make sure that my body is in as great of shape as my mind is. I want to live everyday not only as a Gridiron Belle but a strong and beautiful belle.
Here is how it’s going to work:
Each day, I will post on facebook when I complete my push-ups and sit-ups. When you complete yours, just “Like” the status or comment about your sets to motivate others. At the end of lent, there will be a Gridiron Belle prize for the Belle who completed the most days of being a strong belle.
I”ll be posting a picture of my arms/shoulders at the beginning and at the end.(Feel free to send in pictures of you as well, but please keep them belle appropriate!) Not only am I projecting that I will be more productive and happier but that my arms will be ready for a strapless KY Derby dress and for the upcoming season of tailgating! Yes, I’ll still let the Gents carry the coolers and tents, but that’s not because I wont be strong enough to do it myself…
Brandi Chastain, one of the strongest Belles out there! I want that feeling of success everyday...
So go ahead and have that extra slice of king cake today–tomorrow we start a new challenge of making a habit out of being fabulous –everyday–inside and out!
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
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Dip, baby, dip!
Jan 31, 2012 CATEGORIES: Food, Gridiron Belles: A Guide to Saturdays in Dixie, LSU Football, SEC Football, Southern Belles, Southern Women, Super Bowl Dip Recipes
Super Bowl Sunday is all about the dips.
At least that’s what my grandmother, the woman who taught me all about football, told me yesterday. “We’re having a Super Bowl party at my house. I’m fixing two types of chili and a lot of dips. You know, the Super Bowl is all about dips, sweetheart.”
And so it is; the big game for NFL fans is all about dips. We SEC fans know that every game is a game started with a full spread of decadent dips. Thankfully, during this season’s tour, I’ve had the opportunity to taste my fair share of the talented chefs across Dixie!
This week, I’ll be posting some of the dips that you have graciously sent my way for my next project. Before they are printed, however, I’ll need them tested and rated– which is where you come in! Please try out the recipes that I post this week and let me know what you think (Is it tasty? Was it easy? Is it a crowd pleaser? Would you give it to another Gridiron Belle?).
If you have any recipes that you want tested or used in the next Gridiron Belles project, please send them in and I’ll try out your recipe at my Super Bowl dip party!
Thanks for all of your helps, I’m looking forward to receiving all of your gridiron masterpieces!
Xs and Os
Christie Leigh
Nanette’s (LSU) Tiger Corn Dip:
3 (11 ounce) cans Mexican-style corn, drained
1 cup mayonnaise
1 cup sour cream
1 bunch green onions, chopped
1/2 cup chopped fresh cilantro
1 pound Cheddar cheese, shredded
1 pack taco seasoning
1 teaspoon fresh lime juice
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1 pinch cayenne pepper, or to taste 1 pinch salt
Directions
In a large serving bowl, stir together the corn, mayonnaise, sour cream, green onions, cilantro, Cheddar cheese and lime juice. Season with cumin, cayenne pepper and salt. Stir to blend in seasonings, then refrigerate until chilled before serving.
We always share this dip with fans from opposing schools in an effort to help soothe their impending loss! We’ve met more fun people from other schools over food and drinks. Some have even returned each year to tailgate with us!
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At Least She’s Going to Look Like Scarlett
Jan 19, 2012 CATEGORIES: Football weddings, Gridiron Belles: A Guide to Saturdays in Dixie, SEC Football, Southern Belles, Southern Football, Southern Women
What do you do when your best friend gets engaged? You let out a girly scream, throw your hands to your face, jump up and down and pop open the bubbly!
The HUGE bottle of Korbel we used to celebrate the big day!
What do you do when said best friend calls to tell you that her wedding date is set for September 15th??? Let out a Gridiron Belle scream, throw your hands to your face in disbelief, stomp on the ground and open a bottle. (Bubbles not required for this one).
At least, I’m pretty sure that’s how it went down when the Belle-I’ve-called-my-best-friend-since-we-were-12 told me she picked the third week of football season to tie the knot…
Beautiful ring... but do you have to get married during football season???
Before she put the date in stone I was already booking my schedule for next fall. Having a sneaky suspicion that I wasn’t going to have my (wedding) cake and eat it too, I needed to triple check. Here is how the text conversation went down:
Christie Leigh: Did you pick a date yet? Trying to lock down my tour schedule for next season…And I’m willing to give you a football weekend, I’m just not sure which one I’m willing to give up…
Non-Football-Loving-Best-Friend: Haha, thanks, that’s awfully big of you. Yes, September 15th!!!!
Christie Leigh: And you are SURE????
NFLBF: Yep, pretty positive…
Christie Leigh: I love you more than football. I love you more than football. I love you more than football. I love you more than football.
NFLBF: Haha—be nice! What game is Sept 15th?
Christie Leigh: BAMA at Ark. (She has no idea about the upset possibilities of that game)
Christie Leigh: OMG, and the TX at Ole Miss game!!! (She probably thinks that is normal conference play…)
NFLBF: Ohhhh, u love me!
Christie Leigh: Yes, I do. But, I’m going to curse this date for a verrrrry long time. Know that whatever you hear me complain about, I still love you. And I think I’ll still come.
NFLBF: You’re crazy! Please don’t curse my date! Please…
(No response. I didn’t have the heart to make a promise I can’t keep.)
Three days later, this is the picture I receive from the NFLBF in LA trying on dresses.
A Southern Belle after all... looks like she's getting married at Tara
My response?
Christie Leigh: I may be peeved that you’re getting married during football season, but at least you’re going to look like Scarlett!
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
PS- If you’re a belle that is getting married during football season, please don’t take offense to this. My NFLBF knows how much football means to me. She also knows that I wouldn’t miss her wedding or actually damn her wedding date even if it was during another LSU v BAMA match up. But, she WILL be implementing the suggestions from my book about how to make a fall wedding enjoyable for the football-loving and the football-loathing guests alike! Congratulations, Mars– can’t wait to stand by your side as you marry the gent of your dreams!
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Are you Ready? Ole Miss is a Must See
Nov 23, 2011 CATEGORIES: Gridiron Belles: A Guide to Saturdays in Dixie, LSU Fans, LSU Football, MS, Ole Miss, Ole Miss Football, SEC Football, Southern Belles, Southern Women, Uncategorized
Where all the fancy traditions began...
A weekend in Oxford leaves a grown Belle wishing for more time in undergrad and more time to shop for the perfect game day outfit. If you’ve never been to Ole Miss, below is what you’ll expect. Go a head and add it to your list, it’s one SEC sight you wont want to miss!
Silver. A typical tailgate in the Grove has more silver than a Southern Belle’s wedding registry. From chaffing dishes to chandeliers and every candelabra in between, no tailgate in the Grove is complete without something worth shining!
The Grove Country Club. GCC T-shirts anyone?
Place holder. This is different than the place kicker found on the field. The place holder in the Grove is the designated member of your group, or a hired local or college student, to head to the Grove on Friday night and wait. And wait. And wait until the regulations are lifted and tents can be put up for Saturday’s game. This duty is not taken lightly. With only 10 acres for tailgating, getting a primo spot is as important as shining the silver.
Booming economy. The beauty of a seven PM game is the full day you have to be at the historic square in Oxford. The beautiful courthouse centered in downtown Oxford creates a Southern feel for shopping, eating and people watching. With the standard of wardrobes in line with Milly, Tory Burch and Lily Pulitzer, it appears that Oxford, MS has gone unscathed by any economic turmoil!
Looks like we all can just get along
Crazy LSU Fans. Would an LSU away game be the same without crazy fans that travel with the team? Nope, of course not! As expected, the fans in purple and gold showed up in droves and provided plenty of entertainment. Honey Badger anyone? Purple and gold headgear at a cocktail party on game day-eve?
Jim the Tailgater and Stan the Man meet again. This time, with Colonel Red as a generous host!
Teaching the young gents how to become rabid, I mean avid fans!
A half time mass exodus. The upside of having the number one team in the country come to your field is that you don’t have to travel to be a part of history. The downside to having the number one team in the country come to your stadium is the likelihood that they are going to have significantly more points than your team. In which case, a mass exodus at half time is required in order to get to your tailgate or the hot spots in the square.
Self explanatory. I would agree that the Grove was more fun at this point as well...
Greatest gameday outfits in the south. As part of the admissions application process at Ole Miss, university administrators do a thorough background check into your style and fashion sense. Hence, why every belle that attends the University of Mississippi is dressed for a runway. On game day. It truly is a sea of beautiful belles showing off their respect for the team by well coordinated outfits. What’s more is that visiting belles also step up their wardrobe game—if it’s going to be a rivalry, let’s make it a good looking rivalry!
All colors and styles of wardrobes wanted in The Grove!
Thanks for showing this Gridiron Belle a great time, Oxford. Hotty Toddy!
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
PS- While everyone at the LSU v Ole Miss game was worried about game day outfits and leaving the stadium at half time, there were some major upsets going on around the country. Belles, be sure to check out the BCS standings and how the SEC now has spots 1, 2, and 3!
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Georgia Football-A Southern Experience
Nov 15, 2011 CATEGORIES: Auburn v Georgia, GA, Georgia Football, Gridiron Belles: A Guide to Saturdays in Dixie, Southern Football, Southern Women, UGA, Uncategorized
Here is what I found as tailgating must haves during my second trip to Athens:
Russ the bulldog and Ms. Seiler in the "Uga Suite"
A bulldog. If tents are a tailgate staple at every other SEC tailgate, bulldogs are the staple at a University of Georgia tailgate. “Russ” is the interim bulldog mascot and nearly every tailgate on campus had a cousin, friend, or distant relative of “Russ” or “Uga” to help entertain fans before the game. (A Full story about “Uga’s Suite” will be out Thursday)
I'm more of a yellow lab lover, but this Russ was pretty darn irresistible!
Chick-Fil-A. Why make fried chicken from scratch when the delicious Chick-fil-a is a hometown staple? UGA fans need not worry that they can’t order a chicken biscuit on Sunday, they’ve had more than their fill from tailgating in Athens on Saturday.
The ever so hospitable UGA coeds
Black and red wardrobe. I haven’t decided which team has the best team colors for successful fashionable game day outfits, but black and red is certainly at the top of the list. The belles and gents in Athens are something to write home about. Or at least a reason for me to consider going to grad school with gentlemen DAWGS fans and for Georgia belles to contend for The Belles of the SEC.
Talented leaders of spirit: After chatting with the Mama’s club of the cheerleading teams and some of the Dawgettes, I realized that leading the school and UGA fans in spirit is a full time job! Between appearances, game performances and in general looking like the perfect UGA ambassador, these students earn my respect of loving the game and their school!
Goooo DAWGS! Sic'em!
Ambitious KD ladies: If I had half of the gumption in college that the UGA KDs do, I would be running the White House right now! I was so impressed by Christie E., a journalism major, who works for the local UGA news channel and is giving up her Christmas break to get more time in a studio in Tampa. She interviewed me Friday and then brought a camera crew to follow me around on Saturday. Additionally, Ashlee Nicole, the VP of Operations, who so generously invited to attend the game with her family, knows every bit of UGA history from being an Admissions Office Orientation Leader and is a biological science major. To top it off, there was a line of brilliant women waiting to talk to me at the house on Monday—all motivated, all dedicated to their dreams, all big fans of their DAWGS!
Christie was all business as she captured the UGA game day traditions and happenings pre and post kickoff!
Battle Hymn of the Republic. Perhaps the biggest pre-game concern for a Georgia fan is making it into Sanford stadium in time to hear the lone trumpeter play the opening notes of the Battle Hymn of the Republic. Of course, the hedges add a generous dose of Southern nostalgia, but there is no feeling more bone chilling and pride filling than the sound of that trumpeter on Saturdays in Dixie.
The perfect bark. I would be remiss if I directed you toward Athens for a football game and forgot to instruct you to practice your bark! Georgia fans’ barks are much bigger than their bites—but with 90, 000 plus barking at once, it’s enough to scare a tiger!
Thank you for your hospitality, Athens!
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
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Tennessee’s Second Chapter
Oct 10, 2011 CATEGORIES: Food, Gridiron Belles Tour, SEC Football, SEC Stadium Tour, Southern Belles, Southern Women, Tennessee
How can I put so much fun into just one blog? I can’t, so stay tuned for more stories from my trip to Knoxville throughout the week. For now, let’s just say that I’m glad there is a second book in the works; I have gathered a plethora of information for UT’s second chapter in book two!
Looks like the book is for Gents AND Belles!
Let’s start with downtown Knoxville. Sure, an SEC is centered around the university, the available tailgate spots and legendary stadium– but there is so much more.
I arrived on Friday afternoon to Market Square in the heart of downtown Knoxville. I met with a sweet UT reporter, Laura, at Café 4 and then shimmied over to be a part of “Live at 5 at 4” before picking up the prefect hostess gift at Bliss Boutique. Just a brisk walk two blocks over I set up for a signing at Mast General Store. Market Square was another side of Knoxville I had never seen. It was full of lively and kind people out enjoying their Friday night before enjoying their Tennessee Saturday.
Molly and Marty on top of House Mountain
Saturday morning started off with a run with my host, Molly, with a Smokey Mountain backdrop before heading to a signing at M.S. McClellans. ( I’ll be doing a full spot on McClellans later this week because that place is AMAZING). After a successful signing at McClellan’s, Swoozies and I met up to hit the tailgating scenes on UT’s campus.
Darsi, LeaAnne and friends!
What a perfect day for college football. Not a cloud in the sky and a delightful 79 degrees made our tailgate hopping a cinch without a single threat of a glisten. We stopped by Volunteer Village, walked through Circle Park, ran into some KD Ladies on the sidewalk and visited fans in the 23B lot off of Andy Holt Boulevard. How very hospitable Darsi and her friends were! Not to mention, Mr. UT made the best French fries I’ve ever tasted. Now that’s skill to do at a tailgate!
KD ladies with koozies from Swoozies and a copy of Gridiron Belles
I was eager to get down to the River. Last time I was in town, the VOL Navy was disappointingly out of town. This time, I was determined to hang out at Calhouns and see some of the water mansions decked out in checkered orange. But not before stopping by Figi Island where Amy and I were offered, and accepted, the most delicious grilled bologna sandwiched with cole slaw. Can you say “entry” for the Gridiron Belle cookbook due out soon?
The talented French fryer
Hands down the best sandwich I have ever eaten at a tailgate. Anywhere.
It’s a good thing campus is covered with hills because after French fries and bbq’d bologna (I promise it was DELICIOUS!), I needed some cardio on our way to the South’s most perfect deck overlooking the Tennessee River . What a sight!
Short on time and koozies from Swoozies, we climbed another hill, through the G10 lot and to the entrance of Neyland Stadium. What happened next will be another entry for another day, but let’s just say, thanks to a well connected KD, Molly and I were able to see Neyland Stadium from the field!
If you can't win 'em all on the field, win 'em all on the water
It wasn’t exactly a pretty game for the VOLS but it sure was a beautiful day of being a part of Tennessee football.
Stay tuned for more stories about wearing orange…
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
PS- this is possibly my favorite photo of the season so far. Rivalries start young… really young.
These mini Gridiron Belles are having a great time at the tailgate. Except the one in the middle. The Florida fan. She's less than thrilled to be so close to Tennessee fans.
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God Bless the Palmetto State
Oct 6, 2011 CATEGORIES: Gridiron Belles Tour, SEC, SEC Football, South Carolina, Southern Women, Uncategorized
South Carolina v Auburn in Columbia, SC
1) The Gamecock’s AP and Coache’s Poll ranking may have gone down, but they sky rocketed in the Gridiron Belles Poll
2) South Carolinians use the Palmetto symbol more than Texans use the lone star.
3) Prayer trumps all stereotypes within the stadium. And at the post office.
I arrived in Columbia, SC on Wednesday before the Auburn game to give a brief talk to the South Carolina Kappa Deltas about business etiquette and SEC football. I was told that it would be a small crowd of about 50 girls because there was a bible study at the same time that most members attended.
Thursday, I spent a substantial amount of time at the local post office where I was told to “have a blessed day” by workers and patrons alike… for no other reason than maybe my hands looked full and I could have been glistening.
Friday, at LaRoque clothing store, the owner and her friend Elizabeth (GIB Tailgater of the Game) told me they met at church.
Garnet perfected at LaRoque
The next day at the game, while I stood and placed my hand on my heart for my favorite part of the game, the National Anthem, I was surprised when the “voice of god” no pun intended, asked the entire stadium to bow our heads in prayer.
Let’s be clear.This wasn’t a quick, generic prayer that you’ve heard 100 times before. This was someone down on the field, in synch with the Divine, talking to the Divine and asking the Divine to bless the players, coaches, fans, opponents, and the Palmetto state. True story. The prayer went on for at least 4 minutes. You can imagine all of the things blessed in that amount of time.
I felt like I was responding to the prayer/petitions of the people at church on Sundays. Just about everywhere I turned, it seemed like the Gamecocks and Tigers needed a prayer refill…
South Carolina fans commenting on the improvement of the marching band as more significant than the football players indicates a long game ahead. Pray for us.
Auburn’s Michael Dyer carries the ball down the field 1000 times. He then gets walked off the field by trainers. Pray for us.
South Carolina’s Garcia can’t seem to connect with one receiver. Someone in the stands suggests adding liquor to Garcia’s Gatorade. Pray for us.
Displaced Auburn fan disguised in garnet and black is spotted. Pray for us.
Auburn’s quarterback Trotter took the snap. The ball is in his hands. Please pray for us.
One extra second left on the game clock didn’t get played. Whoops. Pray for us.
South Carolina fan immediately sells his season tickets to the lowest bidder. Pray for us.
Sloppiest game I’ve seen in a long time. Pray for us.
Aforementioned disguised Auburn fan didn’t brag or partake in trash talking after a win. Pray for us.
Aside from all the praying and the need for all of the praying on the field, I must say, South Carolina Belles, Gents, tailgaters and fans deserve some credit for being wonderful. Four and a half days in Columbia and I not only figured out how to correctly say “Gervais Street” and “Huger Road” but I have a whole new group of friends, I felt a part of the community and I feel more than comfortable launching USC near the top of the Gridiron Belles poll.
Morgan and George and gang, thanks for a great tailgate!
Allison and Joel... the most patient USC fans I know. They sat next to an Auburn fan for four hrs. And gave her a ride home.
Thank you to my wonderful hosts, Reeve and Scott Ballew. My new favorite place to shop in Columbia, La Roque. My new favorite USC tailgaters, Elizabeth and Wesley Donehue, Allison and Joel Hughes and Morgan and George Crouch. My new media friends, 107.5 The Game, 97.5 WOC and Chloe from The Gamecock. The Columbia parking enforcement team…. You got me this time… twice… but I’ll be back!
I may never look at a crescent moon the same way again… but then again, Saturday is three days away so I’m likely to be swooned all over again. Yep, go a head, Pray for us.
Xs and Os, Christie Leigh
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Dear Girlfriend.
Sep 29, 2011 CATEGORIES: Gridiron Belles Tour, SEC, SEC Football, Southern Belles, Southern Women, Uncategorized
It’s that time… football widows are coming out of the woodwork. The season is heating up. The tune of our Gents’ love letters have changed.
Below is an actual letter from a football-loving-boyfriend to a less-than-football-loving-Belle. This is his plea to her as the football season ramps up. Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Dear Jean Rose,
Football season is here, cupcake, but I don’t love football more than you. I promise. I’m penning this letter to let you know I love you more than football and also to go ahead and apologize in advance for all the things that might make you upset this season.
First of all, I apologize for Tripp. I know you’re still upset about last season when he got too drunk to leave and slept on our couch. I know you said it stunk for three months. I guess Febreeze doesn’t always work the way I want it to.
Second, I apologize for not wanting to hang out with your girlfriends’ guy friends from work who don’t have any guy friends of their own. It’s not that I don’t appreciate you wanting to help us “meet new couple friends,” it’s just that any other guy who doesn’t already have guy friends is friendless for a reason. Especially if he doesn’t even have friends to watch football with. Frankly, he stinks. Maybe not literally, but definitely figuratively. So I’m not coming over to watch games at his trendy loft condo with skylights and walls that are cool because they’re half brick and half plaster. I’m afraid when I get there he’ll be crying into his industry chic espresso machine.
Third, when I go out of town to attend football games I promise I won’t do keg stands this year. I’m grown now. You were right when you said keg stands were only for frat boys. You left off girls wearing skirts but I’m not holding that against you. To prove it I won’t even look at the girls wearing skirts.
Fourth, I apologize for not only being unavailable for Saturdays and Sundays in September but also for being unavailable for all of October, November, and December weekends. See, television dictates game times. And while I’m sure I can squeeze in a couple of hours before or after kickoff, I’m not even really sure when kickoff is going to be for later season games. You can imagine how difficult this is for me.
Also, and no matter what, I’m not going to your cousin Lorraine’s wedding that she scheduled for the Arkansas v LSU weekend. Not because I think she’s going to be divorced within six months of the wedding, well, I kind of do, but just because she scheduled her wedding when she did.
Fifth, I’m sorry for whatever I break when my team loses. I know this disappoints you because you “expect more from a grown man.” And I know you’re still upset from last year when I tried to be mature about breaking things and asked you to move everything that was breakable out of our den during football season so I wouldn’t be tempted.
I thought this was being “proactive” but you told me I was being “malicious and destructive and passive aggressive.” Or something like that. You used a lot of big words and lost me because you were wearing a tank top with your good bra. Not that your other bras are bad but just that one is really good.
Sixth, I apologize for not letting you wash my lucky T-shirt. I know it smells. It’s just you’ve always had a lot better sense of smell than I have. Except for those scented candles you always burn … those smell great. They’re lovely. Like burning cinnamon. You know how much I like cinnamon. But when my team is winning it could upset everything if I start washing it. Don’t worry if your friends are coming over, I’ll stay in the basement so they don’t smell me.
Seventh, when I curse in front of your nieces and nephews who have such strict parents that they’ve never even had a Coke or tasted sugar in their life, I’m not trying to corrupt them. Also, I apologize for trying to cover for myself last year and telling your nephew that I was just saying “fruck” and that when you saw a really cool truck it was a fruck. I know how much your sister Mary Claire was bothered by him picking this up so quickly. Who knew kids were such sponges? Finally, I’m not going to give the kids real sugar cookies and lots of caffeine again. I’ll give them straight shots of whiskey. It’s a joke, a joke honey. Only water. Not even any lemons.
Eighth, please don’t ask me right after a loss, while I’m still mad and cursing, whether a “silly football game” is more important than our relationship. I can’t be responsible for my answers right after a team loses. Especially if it’s because of a late fumble.
So, I guess what I’m saying is I love you … and football.
Your ever loving and supportive when it’s not football season boyfriend,
Robbie
P.S. Can I watch football at Caldwell’s house on Saturday?
This can only mean one heckuva football season is on it’s way. I think I’ll pen my letter to my family and suitors explaining why they are taking a backseat to the gridion…
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
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Swoozies and Gridiron Bells
Aug 28, 2011 CATEGORIES: LSU, SEC Football, SEC Stadium Tour, Southern Belles, Southern Women, Swoozies
Swoozies Photo Shoot!
Two years ago, my dear friend and loyal Southerner, Lauren Bordelon, recommended that I submit “my story” to Swoozies. Having never steered me wrong before, I listened to Lauren and submitted my story about my love of tailgating to Swoozies to be on the cover of their fall catalogue. Lucky for me, I was chosen!
Swoozies treated me to a weekend in Atlanta, a photo shoot with photographer Margaret Lemke and a tour of their anchor store in Buckhead. For those of you unfamiliar with Swoozies, it’s a Southern Belle’s dream come true. From theme party decor and ideas to delicate and timeless stationary, Swoozies has all of your needs covered for being the proper-theme-party-socialite you are!
Fast forward two years and one completed book later and voila! Swoozies and Gridiron Belles are teaming up to hit the road this fall.
Learn more about on the latest Swoozies blog and keep an eye out for their feature article about Gridiron Belles next week. Because, if we didn’t already tell you, we really want to see you at our tailgates this fall!
Xs and Os,
Christie Leigh
