Boys Night.

My boyfriend would never dream of accompanying me to the mall to pick out the perfect perfume, nor would he sit through multiple episodes of Sex and the City with a cosmopolitan in hand. But, that doesn't stop me from participating in some of the guys' favorite activities. Football has never really been my thing (the closest I'd ever gotten to calling myself a sports fan was purchasing a Victoria's Secret logo Jets jersey), but living with a sports-obsessed roommate for years taught me to, at the very least, suck it up and drag my butt onto the couch for a game. Plus, living at home with my Jets-crazed father is helping me become more in tune to the world of sports (Helllllllo, Mark Sanchez!). Not only am I getting used to hearing the occasional booming: "Woooooooooooo, touchdown!," I find myself yelling the very same thing at the television. Weird.

I love rolling with the guys, and I've come to accept that one of the few activities a co-ed group can engage in is a traditional boys' night. My favorite additive to a testosterone-filled living room, besides the beer and pizza? 

Some cute little distracting ensemble, of course.

...What, did you think I'd have it any other way?

{J-E-T-S, Jets, Jets, Jets!}