Sandal season; scandal season. TSM.
Sandal season; scandal season. TSM.
Your sorority’s pinterest page pinning a picture you posted to TSM. TSM.
Finding a way to incorporate something about my sorority into all my projects to make them bearable. TSM.
“The best things in life are free. The second best are very expensive.” -Coco Chanel. TSM.
Saying the word “slash” instead of “or” because…well, actually, I don’t know why. TSM.
Now that I have painted my nails, cleaned my room, organized my desk, and gone to the gym I can study. TSM.
Spring Break tan perfectly accentuated by ritual whites. TSM.
“Don’t hate me, but…” TSM.
Opening the color choice on t-shirts to the entire chapter is like creating a black hole; you’ll never get out of there. TSM.
Kegs and eggs. TFM. Kegels and bagels. TSM.
“Now that we have embraced you as a sister, we simply want you to understand that we have a…’moral code’ here.” TSM.
Chill. TFM. Casual. TSM.
Constantly testing the limits of how much you can get away with before being called to Standards. TSM.
No one should ever be that ugly. TSM.
It’s not about who you know, it’s who knows you. TSM.
Somehow, being the sorority that wins tug-of-war seems like more of a loss to me. TSM.
If you can’t see your hip bones, I can’t see you as my sister. TSM.
“God often speaks to me through Christian Dior.” TSM.
Big hair, little waist. TSM.
Greek Week is much more important than finals week. TSM.