Going over to the frat castle in my letters and going home in his. TSM.
Going over to the frat castle in my letters and going home in his. TSM.
Smart girls do well, but smart, pretty girls do even better. TSM.
“Shut up, you totally love him.” TSM.
Winning, without dignity or grace, is not winning. TSM.
Seeing your TSM painted on a stranger’s cooler. TSM.
You couldn’t ignore me even if you tried. TSM.
You had me at “I’m in a fraternity,” but you promptly lost me at “the engineering one.” TSM.
I’m afraid vodka might be the only thing I’ll ever love. TSM.
That post-bid day I-don’t-know-who-she-is-I-just-know-she’s-ours moment. TSM.
Nothing ruins your Friday like realizing it’s Tuesday. TSM.
All is fair in love and recruitment. TSM.
The pre and post-ritual weekend gossip sessions. TSM.
If you’re going to stare at me, at least smile so you don’t look stupid with your mouth hanging open. TSM.
Frat shit cray. TSM.
Being the “Senior Bitch.” TSM.
The only thing better than getting a Lilly print? Your rival sorority not getting one. TSM.
Sorry, sarcasm comes out of my mouth like stupidity comes out of yours. TSM.
This rain doesn’t go with my outfit. TSM.
That’s SO going in the slideshow. TSM.
“To be humble in success and without bitterness in defeat.” Congrats to all the ladies with a new Lilly print! TSM.