A little black dress and a little blackout. TSM.
A little black dress and a little blackout. TSM.
Spending Valentine’s Day with your 35 true loves: your pledge sisters. TSM.
“It’s better to arrive late than to arrive ugly.” -Darcy Gilmore. TSM.
“She used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows, sign her letters with X’s and O’s. Got a picture of her mama in heels and pearls. She’s gonna make it in her daddy’s world. She’s an American girl.” TSM.
“We like to get…festive when we go out dancing.” TSM.
Lent is the perfect excuse when someone asks you why you aren’t eating. TSM.
Your cardio instructor calling you “Sigma Whatever” because you’ve worn so many different shack shirts to class. TSM.
“Are people still surprised of how bitchy we are?” TSM.
Ordering drinks for all your friends at the bar because the bartenders never charge you. TSM.
Nothing goes better with Valentine’s Day than a blackout. TSM.
You mess with the little, you get the big. TSM.
It doesn’t matter how you feel, it only matters how you look. TSM.
Bonding with girls over being a psychotic girlfriend. TSM.
I’m giving up Lent for wine. TSM.
Ignoring the blatant lack of give a shit on their faces, and forcing boys to look at pictures of your little and g-little anyway. TSM.
Getting extra attention on campus when you’re wearing your letters. TSM.
How mandatory is “mandatory?” TSM.
Being the perfect shade of blonde. TSM.
Waists are small, hair is long, hearts are big, and drinks are strong. TSM.
Having an inside joke with over one hundred other people. TSM.