If I can’t spend all of my time with my little this summer, then I’m going to spend all of my time crafting for her. TSM.
If I can’t spend all of my time with my little this summer, then I’m going to spend all of my time crafting for her. TSM.
Your professor putting her monogram on every handout. TSM.
The new Lilly print being called “Booze Cruise.” TSM.
National “Wear Your Lilly Day” is tomorrow, but it’s everyday for me. TSM.
The post-bid day friend request rush. TSM.
Instinctively checking your boobs for fraternity letters when you wake up from a blackout. TSM.
Beating Daddy’s interns in golf, and getting their raise for it. TSM.
A guy’s fraternity determining whether he gets swiped right or left on Tinder. TSM.
When Pinterest cut the “Everything” page short, I felt like they cut out a piece of my soul. TSM.
Drinking until you don’t feel your heels. TSM.
Not remembering the last time you bought a drink at the bar. TSM.
Sisters don’t let sisters drunk eat. TSM.
Being a professional Facebook stalker by the time you graduate. TSM.
First you become a part of it, then it becomes a part of you. TSM.
I’m a princess, not your conquest. TSM.
“That freshman is really judgmental. Future recruitment chair?” TSM.
Actually participating in yoga means never having to pack away yoga pants for the summer. TSM.
Your outfit matching your cooler. TSM.
“She’s not completely unfortunate-looking.” -Elle Woods. TSM.
“Of course I can. I’m the president.” TSM.