Tall-ey snow Orangerson

So-I have this habit of always trying a little too hard. This happens when I am going to be going on a vacation to see people I haven't seen in awhile...when I'm going to go somewhere nice...when I am feeling a little frumpy...My problem is that in my world, I don't have the opportunity to get glam very often, as I am usually in workout clothes. This past weekend was the first home football game I was going to be attending...so of course I was thrilled, what an outing!! I really wanted to make a good impression this year, and set the stage for myself for the rest of the year. I usually dressed pretty cute last year, but I was always a smudge jealous of the big haired blonde wives/gf's with heels and cute jeans that always looked hot...I was determined. So, like I often do when I'm trying too hard, I decided I needed a little tan before the game to give me that extra boost. However, I ran out of time to go get sprayed, so I applied myself...Now those who know me know I've been faking it for years, so you'd think I'd have it down. I do...however, since I've had a natural tan all summer, I haven't been using the fake....so my body was not in the "orange" realm of colors. I pressed on...and since it was the night before....I needed to apply twice....one at night, and one in the morning...tan achieved. Then I decided that I needed to whiten my teeth because I have been drinking too much coffee lately...so instead of adding a little arm n hammer whitening paste to my toothpaste, like I usually do....I just went for it, and brushed with it. I did not think anything of it until it hurt to drink luke warm water...although, my teeth were as white as Colorado after a blizzard! Moving on...I really wanted to wear heels to the game...however, sometimes I am much more comfortable wearing sandals because I know I will be taller than everyone...so unless I have a friend with me who I'm comfortable with I stick to sandals...but I figured what the H***...so I decided to break in the new cowboy boots...so cute!! I was running a little late when Mr. anal decided he was ready to go...so i figured since I was going to be so early, I could do my hair there...and my makeup in the car...I put on a decent amount of makeup, enough to be cute...but not too much, however, I did my eyes a little extravagant for this huge event (joke). We got to the arena 2 and 1/2 hours early...not two, which is necessary for the players but 2 1/2....so needless to say, I had a lot of time on my hands...I headed straight to the bathroom...I could feel my tan begin to set in...for those of you who do not know...fake tanner takes a bit of time to develop...my face felt as though I had placed it directly in cake...d***it...I needed to get some of the oil off...so I set up shop in front of one of the mirrors and went to work on my orange face...as I could tell I had definitely over done it...not too mention my makeup was not the same tint...I wiped, blended, and did the best I could, but I just kept adding, and adding, and adding, trying to get it too look good, after ten layers...what could look good... I felt as though my face was going to fall off...not too mention my teeth were aching horribly. I then attempted my flat head...I brought spray and a comb to achieve a sexy do...and ratted away...i had so much free time on my hand to do my hair that I ratted and ratted and ratted...trying to achieve the perfect look...However, after so much of this, my hair was like a huge 80's Texas style rats nest...but oh well, at least it was up...I should have quit after like 3 minutes, but Ive never had so much time to achieve a look, usually I'm rushing...so I was finally ready to make my debut... feeling great on the outside...silly on the inside! no too mention I was about a head taller than every other girl I conversed with, one quote "Jordon must be really tall, how tall is he?"...no- "I am"....(this coming from a 5'3" blond, her boyfriend...6'7")...

At one point in my bathroom excursion...which I forgot to mention...A police woman..on the job... was also using her time to freshen up...after I came out of the stall, she came over to me...desperate...asking if she could borrow a little bit of my cover up or foundation to cover up her acne on her chin...I said yes, after all she is an officer of the law, and I did feel badly for her...she explained that Peyton Manning was her all time favorite player...and that her and her husband had a deal...Peyton was the one guy she could cheat on her husband with, and she had just found out that she will be patrolling behind the bench of the Colts...so she wanted to look good...I figured if I could help, why not...it was her dream, however, I don't know if Peyton would go for the sideline cop.... we had some interesting dialogue though...us both trying so hard...