Whip it good.
This was my guilty pleasure today. A $4-11am-no-kids-in-sight-much-needed-mama-time guilty pleasure.
If you've ever dreamed of being a roller derby girl, it's for you. (But keep in mind, it's not for your 11-year-old. There's some language and other reasons for that PG-13 rating.)
I always thought it would be too fun to be a roller derby girl, well, minus the bruises and sprains and broken limbs. Roller skates and cute (and funky) outfits? That's my cup o' tea. What if someone formed a new type of roller derby league, maybe minus the body checks and crude parts, and more, oh, you know, squeaky-clean-Anthropologie-styled-goodness on wheels?
I'd be the first to sign up.