A year after graduation, my Frat Daddy became my Frat-tastic husband. After 3 years of marriage, we’re expecting our first legacy. Dreams do come true. TSM.

I don’t dye my hair or starve myself to stay thin. I don’ t look down upon lower tier sororities. I’m not getting my MRS degree but an MBA instead. I can make a fantastic sandwich, award winning cupcakes and unbutton an Oxford and khakis with one hand. TSM.

A proper lady never spits. Anything. TSM.