Heels and Parkas

I'm not a big girly girl, nor a big label hog, but I never mind a good excuse to get all fancied up for a night out.

That used to be the case for hockey games. Back in North America, in the land of heated hockey arenas, I would love getting dolled up for the hubs' game. I didn't wear dresses or anything crazy like that, but a nice pair of jeans, a cute top, and high heels was my go-to. 

Haha, ok maybe not this extreme at games... yeah not even close. (source)

That was back in the good ol' days when I didn't have to worry about getting frost bite...indoors. The hockey rinks in Europe are notoriously cold. And this Texan does not do well in freezing weather (picked the wrong sport to marry into, I'd say!!)

When the hubs was looking into teams at the end of last year, I had only one request: Please sign with a team with an indoor hockey rink! Because yes, some teams in this league have half open rinks. What do they do when it snows?? Why just brush off the ice during intermission. I can't even imagine the quality of ice during August and April. Sounds fun!

For real, that's outdoors (source)

The rink here isn't so bad, it is nice and new, but then again nothing special. It isn't open, but still pretty dang frigid on those extra cold days. I don't even know why I bother wearing anything cute to the games; it inevitably gets covered up with 16 layers and a big fluffy parka. And don't think I am afraid to bring a blanket to the game, 'cause I'm not!

Muffled cheering is the best! (source)

But now, as the weather is starting to warm up, I can actually wear somewhat normal clothes again. I try not to over do it here in Germany. Us North American wives stick out like a sore thumb as it is. We walk around and you can hear the Germans whisper "Spielerfrau, Spielerfrau" (player wife, player wife). I wore high heels to one of the games at the beginning of the season and people about lost it. "How could she wear those to a game??" Um, because I was watching, not playing, dummies :)

So, as if we don't get enough 'attention' for looking and dressing different from the German fans, I had a nice little wardrobe malfunction last week. The team puts all the families in the front row, not my ideal spot, but whatever. We have to sit behind this little metal bar fence thing. While trying to squeeze my way through the row to the walkway, my favorite pair of everyday jeans caught on a screw on the fence and riiiippppp. It didn't just make a small tear,  but freakin' ripped a good sized hole in my jeans. Not to mention I was wearing these purple warming tights underneath. Looking good. And of course it didn't happen at the end of the game, but during the first intermission. Awesome.

Ok, not the end of the world...but still!

And that's how hockey ruined my life pants. Lol, just kidding babe.


Think I could get the team to pay for these?! Ha.

Hey, if anything, maybe they will think it is some kind of new American fashion. If I see Germans rocking this look at next game, I am totally taking credit.