Downloaded the TSM app because my home screen needed more pink. TSM.

Not putting your relationship on Facebook until you’re engaged. TSM.

Squatting in photos even when there is nobody behind you. TSM.

When the power goes out and your boyfriend brings you a generator so you can still fix your hair. TSM.

The TFM posts getting way more “Nice Moves” than the TSMs, because we are all too busy judging each other. TSM.

Donating the shacker shirts from your ex to Goodwill so he’ll have to see his letters on some nasty GDI. TSM.

Convincing my boyfriend I poop flowers and fairy dust. TSM.

Cooking for a large dinner party is my equivalent of playing in the Super Bowl. TSM.

Went to Hobs Lobs for ribbon, and now I have cookie cutters in the shape of America. TSM.

Being more excited about potential photos than the actual event. TSM.

Counting my paychecks in terms of Lilly dresses. TSM.

Cleaning cardio. TSM.

Ugh, now I feel like I’m suffocating when I wear small t-shirts. TSM.

Sweet Home Alabama on CMT is the Southern version of Bachelorette. TSM.

Hating Taylor Swift’s ex-boyfriends as if they were your own. TSM.

Seeing the gym as one big competition, and winning. TSM.

Summer sisterhood withdrawals. TSM.

Bow in my hair, totes don’t care. TSM.

Never spending less than $10 on a single meal, even when it’s just a salad. TSM.

Keep calm and craft on. TSM.