Instinctively thinking “Bid!” when a little girl shows up to camp wearing pearls and a monogrammed seersucker backpack. TSM.

Storing your initiation and pref dresses in the complimentary garment bag you got at headquarters. TSM.

Having an ultimate goal of being the matriarch of a perfect lineage when you’re a senior. TSM.

Having entire conversations with your sisters over Snapchat. TSM.

The back-to-school trip to the craft store. TSM.

I live for glitter, not for you. TSM.