I don’t judge you for doing it. I judge you for putting it on Facebook. TSM.
I don’t judge you for doing it. I judge you for putting it on Facebook. TSM.
Chapter roster now includes a “TFM Username” column. TSM.
Criticizing every girl on the bachelor from head to toe. TSM.
White pearls and pearly whites. TSM.
“Our diet starts tomorrow.” TSM.
I’m offended when girls wear leggings with a dress. TSM.
Wine Wednesday via Skype over break. TSM.
Being able to wake up to shop the Lilly 2-day sale at 7:30am, but not for class at 10. TSM.
Buying new dresses for chapter then feeling anxious about putting your pin through the fabric. TSM.
Using my hair dryer to dry my nails. TSM.
Don’t wear skinny jeans if you don’t have the skinny gene. TSM.
“She’s pretty…but I wouldn’t want to look like her.” TSM.
That awkward moment when someone thinks you’re staring at them through a window, when you’re just looking at your reflection. TSM.
Girls who re-rush don’t realize that we remember them. We didn’t want you then, and we still don’t want you now. TSM.
Still shedding glitter two days after New Year’s Eve. TSM.
Lilly Pulitzer follows me on Twitter. TSM.
I don’t get drunk. I get awesome. TSM.
Practically perfect in every way. TSM.
Heart to hearts on the treadmill. TSM.
Watching Real Housewives of Beverly Hills to study my future profession. TSM.