Here's one reason why you should catch some fútbol

Enough reason to watch European fútbol, La Liga specifically, but not enough reason to become a Real Madrid fan. (Especially when you bleed blau-grana.) That's exactly what Nuri "Mmm" Sahin is. 

The Turkey international midfielder made his long-awaited debut for Real Madrid earlier this month to the delight of over 30 women all over the world. The debutante said after his first game, "I was a little nervous before coming on because it was my first match before the fans." Is that adorable or what? 


So am I alone when I say that I would like nothing more than to see this 23-year old sweaty and without a shirt, after a game of course. Not like in my room, the two of us alone. God no! ;-) 

Do blondes have more fun?

The blonde jokes are endless.

The assistant asked the blonde if she would like her pizza cut into six pieces or twelve.

"Six please" she said, "I could never eat twelve!"

But you gotta wonder, could there be some truth in the saying "blondes have more fun"?

Sure I'm Mexican with dark brown hair but that's nothing a hair salon can't change for the reasonable price of $75. I know, a deal! I have the most awesome hair stylist. My own little best kept secret. For an endeavor like this one the real important thing is timing. You have to be able to commit. Me... I'm single, no kids, no prospects of either to be honest, its a perfect time to test the theory. Lucky for me my skin tone is forgiving and can pretty much handle any hair color. So here we go... Tada!

Don't mind the dark eyebrows. Those were fixed later.

The evil plan: go about my usual life. Work and play. And see what I've been missing as a brunette. [evil laugh] Ok, its not an evil plan, its just a plan.

Two months later I'm at the salon ready to go brunette again. There was some learning though. The most important things I discovered in my blonde phase, are: 1) If you're going to test a theory like this one, you really need to have a more interesting social life. 2) Make sure your eyebrows match your hair. 3) If you're meant to get a traffic citation, you're meant to get a traffic citation. Blonde hair or no blonde hair. Crying or no crying. And finally, if you had a lot of fun while being blonde, maybe it was just an awesome concert, and your hair color was irrelevant. Oh oh oh! And a warning: you might have to embrace your inner chola when those roots come out (Unless you can afford the salon visits. Which if I could afford would defeat the whole purpose of this blog.). Up-keep is expensive.

Rest in peace blonde hair. Its something unpredictable but in the end its right. 

I'm Average Maria. So are you?

Why Average Maria and the reasons why you could be one also. Its pretty simple. Maria because when you're Latina, we are all Maria - well most of us anyways - and average because everything about me is well, average. Even this blog!

My mother the sweet woman that she was would remind me every day how beautiful I was. I had the prettiest dark brown hair, the greatest smile and the brightest almond eyes. Of course she was going to say that, she was my mother, she saw me with diffrent eyes. The eyes of love. As time went on, I discovered differently...

In school, average grades. Lots of A's and B's with the occasional dreadful C (Oh how I hate C's! Die letter C! I'd rather get a F and know I failed then get a C and be reconfirmed that I am average.). My looks, average - 140lbs,  5' 4" in height, long brown hair and big brown eyes. Neither ugly nor beautiful but that in between cute or guapa as I am often referred to in Spanish. The only things left is an average job and salary - Oh wait! - I've got that too. Shall I go into my dating life? Oh you've figure it out already have you?

So amigas this is more than a blog about me, its about every woman who struggles daily to live a not so average life with average means. 

Averaga Maria. At my friends Ed & Josh's studio.
Disclaimer: This blog is about Average Maria's all over the world (the world of L.A. and sorroundings). I will not mention names - but! - if you know me and the shoe fits maybe I am talking about you. Yes, you!