Excessive post-haircut hair flipping. TSM.
Excessive post-haircut hair flipping. TSM.
“If he asked me to formal, that means I’m his favorite, right?” TSM.
That feeling of rage when you chip your manicure. TSM.
Going out with sisters. Going home with brothers. TSM.
My fratdaddy is even sexier when he talks about business. TSM.
Strategically changing your profile picture before you add him on Facebook. TSM.
I’m paying for my formal dress with my grocery money…not because I have to, but because I won’t need to eat now. TSM.
Re-painting your nails every night to match your outfit for tomorrow. TSM.
You can either have a full bank account, or a happy little. Just kidding, my bank account is always full, and my little is always happy. TSM.
Starbucks, salad, vodka, repeat. TSM.
You say slutty bitch, I say fun and honest. TSM.
Family struggles over who will be the next matriarch. TSM.
It’s Lilly weather! TSM.
60 minutes to get dressed but 60 seconds to get undressed. TSM.
“You girls are the loves of my life, and any boy is lucky to come in second.” TSM.
Instantly changing out of a Lilly dress and into a Lilly swimming suit. TSM.
Take everything in life with a grain of salt…and a wedge of lime. TSM.
The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off. TSM.
Thank the Lord, it’s finally Dayger season. TSM.
Born in June and my birthstone is a pearl. Couldn’t have planned it better myself. TSM.