Klassy!

I'm a super klassy kind of gal. Normally, one must travel as far as the hot boiled peanut stand at the Farmer's Market in order to find a genteel creature, such as myself. However, this past Sunday night, one could find me and my two super klassy cohorts, Lesley and Paula, hanging out at the Skate Station (come on, you know you're jealous). We were there to cheer on the Roller Rebels, Gainesville's Roller Derby Team, as they played their first game of the season.

I'm not a sports fan. At all. Ew. But I have to admit, Roller Derby intrigues me. I think it's just the idea of angry women on roller skates. Angry women on roller skates with bad ass nicknames. Wait... angry women on rollers skates with bad ass nicknames wearing ripped fishnet stockings and tutus. That's entertainment! That's klass! Quick... give me a beer bottle so I can open it with my teeth.

My camera wasn't cooperating during the game so I don't have a lot of action shots to post. Lesley was also not cooperating during the game, claiming that she didn't have a trace of make-up on. So the only photo I have to post of her from that night is this one showing the whites of her eyes.


Me and Paula, on the other hand, couldn't care less whether we had make-up on or not.


Who are we gonna impress? The toothless guy over there gnawing on a pretzel? Or maybe the emo kid down in the front with all the piercings? No. This guy!


Yep. Definitely worth the few extra moments I took to apply some lip gloss.