Since the Rapture didn’t happen I’ll be more than happy to judge you. TSM.

“Boo you whore.” TSM.

Snaps all summer long. TSM.

“From the outside looking in, you can never understand it. From the inside looking out, you can never explain it.” TSM.

Boring class. Time to shop! TSM.

My Daddy’s been taking me out on “Daddy-Daughter” dates since I could walk, all so I’d know how a real man is supposed to treat me. TSM.

I don’t put my hand on my hip in pictures. I’m pretty and skinny enough to stand in the middle. TSM.

Hot messes in sundresses. TSM.

Paralegally Blonde. TSM.

Secrets don’t make friends, but they do make sisters. TSM.

Frequent frustration over how to comfortably wear a headband and sunglasses at the same time. TSM.

Using eyeliner to write down your number for a guy at the bar. TSM.

Accidentally calling your younger sister “little.” TSM.

Mimosas in the morning. TSM.

My sisters will ALWAYS be my friends. They know wayyy too much. TSM.

Loving Helen in Bridesmaids. TSM.

Post-crafting neck cramp. TSM.

Trying to decide if my white cardigan or my pink cardigan looks better with my Lilly sundress. Choosing white because it brings out my tan. TSM.

My favorite childhood toy was my play kitchen. TSM.

Went to class in my pajamas for the first time ever this morning. Good thing I slept in norts. TSM.