Bradie James will speak at a March 23rd fundraiser.

The 17^thannual Puttin’ on the Pink Fashion Luncheon, with the Dallas Cowboys lineback Bradie James as the featured speaker, is set for March 23 at the Fort Worth Convention Center

The event to benefit women’s health screenings, breast diagnostics and educational materials for the underserved of Tarrant County will begin at 10:30 a.m. with a reception followed by an 11:30 a.m. fashion show and luncheon. During the luncheon guests will hear James speak about how cancer impacted his life with the loss of his mother to breast cancer during his sophomore year at Louisiana State University.  He has since launched Foundation 56 to honor his mother’s memory by helping others overcome the devastating disease.

Since 1991, sponsors have contributed more than $2.8 million to Puttin’ on the Pink, which is hosted by the Kupferle Health Board of the Texas Health Harris Methodist Foundation.  Contributions from these sponsors has underwritten three mobile mammography units that have provided screening mammograms to more than 38,000 women and other programs.

Individual tickets for the fundraiser are $100, and table sponsorships are still available.  For more information and raffle ticket purchases, visit www.texashealth.org/pop or call 817-317-5248.

This part of the new stadium might look like a normal football field, but the lobby rivals a four-star hotel.

I do love sports, and I do love a nice hotel.

The best of both worlds, minus the beds, is found at the big, new, fabulous Cowboys Stadium, and I was lucky enough to see it spring into action Friday night. Courtesy of some very generous friends, Prince Charming and I were there for the big opening night of football.

The sports portion of this, since it is the Dallas Cowboys, you might understand, but the hotel part might have you raising an eyebrow. Well, rolling into that place is like strolling into the lobby of some swanky new hotel. It even smells new.

And there are people lined up all over what looks like a hotel lobby, saying hello, welcoming you, showing the way. Much like checking into the Waldorf or something. I do like to be treated like someone was 1. expecting me and 2. glad I showed up.

Then as if it were Sunday brunch at one of those fabu hotels, we got to go into a cloistered area and help ourselves to a beautiful buffet. Lots of Jerry’s people were hustling about making sure trays stayed full, and generally making sure we were well taken care of.

I love that.

Halftime? They roll out a second buffet. As I have to work very hard at being only this fat and not 20 pounds fatter, I only looked at the chili dog spread they had. True football food. Go team. hen I saw an enticing arrangement of large, chewy cookies–just like some of the fancy hotels wave under your nose–I decided it was my duty to try one of those. Okay, two.

Now our very generous friends have seats that are on the 50. Since I am a former high school cheerleader and somewhat of a football fan (Boomer Sooner), I do know that the 50-yard-line is where you want to be sitting. But even if I had not taken Theory of Football at the University of Oklahoma (yes, really did), I would know it was a good seat to be in.

That, my friend, is because Jerry Jones himself was sitting maybe four rows behind us, not in his suite, but above his suite, in his own personal box. Yes, I’m sure he saw me, but since we have never been formely introduced, I did not do the thumbs-up sign to him when the Cowboys scored. I can tell you his tie was a lovely shade of lavender.

Anyway, unlike checking into a fabulous hotel, you may not take what you’d like. I was warned that my handbag could not measure larger than 12 inches by 12 inches. What? I’m showing up at this terrific place, one of the ones who want to see and be seen, and I can’t bring my most fashionable purse?

Well, then, rather than spoil my carefully selected ensemble (cute top, killer shoes and best dark-rinse jeans), I just won’t take a purse then. Harumph.

Carrying my lip gloss is why Prince Charming always has pants with pockets. Right?