“You’re breaking up with me because I’m too…blonde?” TSM.

Always being on the LL (little lookout). TSM.

Teased hair, don’t care. TSM.

Always checking the “add monogram” box. TSM.

Never breaking the yoke. TSM.

Studying abroad in Greece for the summer because I already know the alphabet. TSM.

Totes excited for the premiere of Say Yes to the Dress: Bridesmaids. TSM.

Princess bandaids on all my boo boos. TSM.

Not having to shave all summer thanks to laser hair removal. TSM.

“Did she seriously just tweet without texting me back first?!” TSM.

American flag apron. TSM.

“First comes love, then comes marriage. Then comes a baby in the baby carriage.” TSM.

Binge cleaning. TSM.

Suffering from Obsessive Crafting Disorder. TSM.

That new Jack Rogers smell. TSM.

“Last Friday Night” by Katy Perry. TSM.

“So put on your best boys, and I’ll wear my pearls.” TSM.

Had a bad day, bought some Coors. TFM. Had a bad day, bought some Kors. TSM.

Craving a cheeseburger. Ordering a salad. TSM.

Being overdramatic on the reg. TSM.