In case you were wondering

When you go to your spa/night club/Nordstrom's Brass Plum/sorority chapter meeting of a dentist office on a Friday, to get a crown (or as I joked to Mr. McMichael, a tooth tiara--seriously, with that many rhinestone-ioed hygienists clickity-clacking around the joint in their stilettos, this little diva's gettin' herself a tiara), everyone is sporting a jersey from the local NFL team. Because after all, you are in the office of the official dentist for the blankity blankhawks.