Hello, my loves!  Welcome to the weekly offering from your friendly football fashion plate: ME!  

It is with a sad heart that I inform you that after much thought, deliberation and research out the wazoo I have come to the following conclusion. Instead of leading you down said Alabam-ian Primrose Path, I will share with you the only fashion I could possibly glean from the folks that associate a Crimson Tide with an elephant:

Overalls with no shirt underneath. Trucker caps. Forrest Gump. Banjos and beer.

Even I, your Magician-ista of modern Mode, the Sooner Fashionista, herself, cannot Harry Potter the Hell out of this makeup.

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