My goal this New Year’s Eve is to not remember a thing, and to look good doing it. TSM.

Cute and cute enough for New Years Eve are two very different things. TSM.

2011 was probably a really fun year. TSM.

The only time I’m on my knees is when I’m begging God that the last pair of Jimmy Choos are in my size. TSM.

Adding “sweetie” to the end of an insult just to make it sting. TSM.

Knowing the difference between ok and okayyyyy. TSM.

Making sure his southern accent is almost as strong as his taste in whiskey. TSM.