For the record, two things I am not a huge fan of: beer and country music.
Ok, I lie. I actually really do like some country music.
BUT, you will never find me combining the two.
Except for last weekend.
Enter Chilifest. It's country, trashy, and outrageous. It's also a crucial piece to the Texas A&M college experience.
Not that I'm still in college or anything, but we all know how I love re-living it.
This was only my second time to partake, and I must say it will be my last. I love a weekend where you can just toss all your inhibitions to the side and go a little crazy, but I can only drink so much beer + lemonade [try it, it's an excellent fix for someone who hates beer] and eat so much sausage and be pelted by so much dust.
Maybe the pictures will explain a little better than my words can.
|Some pretty awesome ladies.|
|Yes, that is a trojan horse-like contraption.|
Not your cup of tea? Not exactly mine either. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a blast.
*Note to self: Start blogging about classier things in order to avoid having everyone think I am a raging alcoholic or Lindsay Lohan wannabe*