Pledge Season: the real most wonderful time of the year. TSM.
Pledge Season: the real most wonderful time of the year. TSM.
Coffee for breakfast, Diet Coke for lunch, and vodka for dinner. TSM.
Having every downtown bar’s phone number saved in my cell…I lose things a lot. TSM.
Nearly every one of your sisters having their cover photo of the house. TSM.
Working on the MBA by day and the MRS by night. TSM.
Good girls do well. But, the best girls do good. TSM.
The sudden panic you have when you realize you don’t have a birthday outfit for your 21st, which is in two weeks. TSM.
“Are you going to that?” “I don’t know…do we get points?” TSM.
Tiffany & Co.’s “Engagement Ring Finder” app, complete with “hand in motion view” to admire the shine. TSM.
Knowing a sister is always there…to suggest a new fratdaddy. TSM.
Using trust fund account statements as your proof of address at the DMV. TSM.
If their Lilly print is cuter than ours, I’m going to shit a brick. TSM.
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, sex. TSM.
Rewarding yourself with food is a great idea…if you’re a dog. TSM.
Yes Pandora, I’m still listening. It just takes me forever to do my makeup. TSM.
You’re right…size doesn’t matter. Except when it comes to his house, his wallet, and his package. TSM.
My goal is to be listed under “Notable Alumnae” on my sorority’s national website some day. TSM.
“I just looked her up on Facebook, she’s not cute.” TSM.
Searching for a perfect balance of a perfect gentleman and a perfect asshole. TSM.
My diet consists of looking at recipes on pinterest until I feel full. TSM.