A girl should be three things: classy, fabulous, and in a sorority. TSM.

Can’t figure out whether my knees hurt from the doorstack or face-planting on gravel after the bar. TSM.

Being in charge of the arts and crafts at vacation bible school. TSM.

One bird’s feather is a GDI’s treasure. TSM.

When you can’t be nice, be vague. TSM.

Never having enough hangers. TSM.

Daddy’s girl in Mommy’s pearls. TSM.

Girls just wanna have fun. TSM.

“She’s heaven on the eyes, but boy she’s hell on the heart.” TSM.

Welcoming home daddy from deployment with a huge American Flag bow in my hair and a hand crafted glittery “Welcome Home” banner. TSM.

“Facebook stalk this guy and tell me what you think.” TSM.

Criticizing the maid’s cleaning. TSM.

Oh please, still wearing high school shirts and cargo pants in college? You’re a total GDI. TSM.

Friendships come and go but frenemies are forever. TSM.

Being “classy not trashy” means more than putting your beer in a cute pink koozie. TSM.

If you have nothing nice to say, come talk to me. TSM.

Not being able to relate to any of T-Swift’s song about boys because you only date men. TSM.

Having to clean out friend request purgatory at least once a week. TSM.

GTL= golf, tennis and lunch. TSM.

Every day is judgment day. TSM.