Thanks to Andi, I was able to create my superhero self.
Fear me, for I am Yomamma. Behold! I wear an apron, for superduds are expensive to clean. My two-tone leggings are slimming, yet fierce. My pearls signal my femininity, and suggest that you cannot afford me. My club is at the ready b/c SOMEone needs an ass-whuppin’. I wear a cape, because capes are awesome and really ought never go out of style. And my soft leather boots…because I might suddenly need to go to the Renaissance Faire. It happens.