Preparations for a weekend away always seeming to involve deciding which flavor of Burnett’s to split with your bestie. TSM.
Preparations for a weekend away always seeming to involve deciding which flavor of Burnett’s to split with your bestie. TSM.
Alumnae knowing who you are before they meet you. TSM.
Audrey Hepburn keeping a list of the richest men in America under the age of 50. TSM.
We make wild look cute. TSM.
Even my vodka has glitter. TSM.
Adding your ex on Facebook only to review him on LuLu. TSM.
The Diet Coke Big Gulp from 7-Eleven is the highlight of my hangover. TSM.
Waking up with a Lime-a-Rita and a bow tie in your purse. TSM.
Coming home empty-handed after a day of searching for the perfect formal dresses, but knowing it was worth it to spend the day with your sisters. TSM.
Finding that the only proper way to mourn Lilly Pulitzer is by buying some Lilly in her honor. TSM.
Classy bars show horse races. TSM.
Simultaneously holding both my littles’ hair back. TSM.
“Risk manage this!” TSM.
Changing your nail polish to match the weather. TSM.
Hair bows and painted toes. TSM.
Feeling no greater satisfaction than knowing another girl is threatened by you. TSM.
“I didn’t set out to be unusual or different. I just wanted to do things my way.” -Lilly Pulitzer. TSM.
Looking your best when you go out because you have boys to spite and boys to impress. TSM.
“Who smells like tanning?” TSM.
Being the girl at the bar that takes his attention away from the game. TSM.