I’m a pretty loyal Kansas basketball fan. Surrounded by those schools that I just loathe: Kentucky and Mizzou. When Kansas played Kentucky either this year, made a bet with Kentucky man, the loser had to wear the winner’s jersey. I lost. And I’m pretty sure wearing a Kentucky jersey burned off a few layers of skin.
Last weekend, made a bet with a Mizzou alum. The stakes: you have to wear your holiday party attire (it’s formal). So I did what any creative gal would do, I figured I could wear a tiara and carry a scepter and wear pearls. Oh, and do it all in a hideous dress in a rock chalk blue hue.
People in the office have finally likened me to a princess. Not sure if I really lost here…
Maggie and I spend a lot of our time detailing humorous things our Moms say. And most of this advice, aside from funny, is shockingly true, like our Moms are Buddha-esque genies ensuring we don’t make too many mistakes along the way of growing up.
We decided to share the wealth of our Moms and launched “Pearls for Our Girls,” a site detailing the random bits and pieces from our Moms. We’ll also pool friends for great advice their Moms pass on too, ensuring no pearl goes undiscovered (see what I did there?).
Hanna [Non]Tana will still post, and I promise with more frequency. Should you feel the Magic 8 ball doesn’t have the answer for your burning question/latest endeavor, I’m sure our Moms will.