Spending more time picking out an outfit than you’ll actually spend wearing it. TSM.
Spending more time picking out an outfit than you’ll actually spend wearing it. TSM.
Warning your grand little that if she takes off her heels in public one more time, she’s disowned. TSM.
Daddy teaching your new boyfriend the ins and outs of jewelry shopping. TSM.
The passive aggressive battle to be his top friend on snapchat. TSM.
Memorizing your credit card number before your social security number. TSM.
Shack shirt or it didn’t happen. TSM.
Your home friends getting jealous because you’re so much more excited to reunite with your sisters than you were to reunite with them. TSM.
Waking up wearing nothing but a hangover. TSM.
Using “A gentleman never asks, and a lady never tells” to your advantage. TSM.
Mentally mourning the loss of friends who enter relationships. TSM.
Getting “pay for your cab by flashing the driver” drunk. TSM.
Realizing you’ve become a “we”…with your favorite pledge sister. TSM.
Staking your claim on baby names, despite being years away from childbirth. TSM.
Wanting to delete your Facebook account the summer after graduation because August won’t feel the same otherwise. TSM.
The groomsmen shouting “The party’s here!” when you walk into the wedding reception. TSM.
Improving your sororities campus relations, one fraternity party at a time. TSM.
Practicing your recruitment skills on the other interns. TSM.
Been there, done that, got the shack shirt. TSM.
Considering it a big step in your relationship when you save a boy’s number after he proves himself worthy of a permanent place in your phone. TSM.
“I just need you to tell me I’m not being crazy.” TSM.