Feeling a slight sense of discomfort as you go to tutor underprivileged kids in the public schools while wearing designer brands and pearls. TSM.

Regretting your decision every time you wear pants. TSM.

Either being obsessed with a girl or hating her, with no in between. TSM.

Having neither room in your closet, nor empty hangers, but still firmly believing you need more clothes. TSM.

Arriving to the party fashionably late and leaving fashionably early…in the morning. TSM.

Justifying everything with “But I’m prettier!” TSM.

Pregaming bid day so hard you almost miss it. TSM.

The baristas at Starbucks greeting you by name. TSM.

“She’s a nice girl, but I don’t see her in our letters.” TSM.

“Is it too early for shots?” TSM.

Playing Madden. TFM. Wearing Madden. TSM.

The blonder, the better. TSM.

Taylor Swift’s only serious relationship being with Diet Coke. TSM.

Drinking beer in cashmere. TSM.

Weekly Sunday brunches. TSM.

If you’re excited to graduate, then you’re doing college wrong. TSM.

Arguing with your best friend whether it’s better to have the blonde princess emoji or the brunette bride. TSM.

Knowing your best friend’s wardrobe just as well as your own. TSM.

That slight excitement you get when you realize you puked last night, because it’s like the calories never happened. TSM.

Passing notes during chapter meeting. TSM.