Saving all the ribbons from your Christmas presents and using them in your hair. TSM.
Saving all the ribbons from your Christmas presents and using them in your hair. TSM.
Being that girl. NS. Being THE girl. TSM.
Ironically calling a girl I don’t like “sweetie” and a girl I do like “betch.” TSM.
That gratifying feeling when people from home ask you if you’re eating. TSM.
Maybe I’ll just keep this for myself and keep shopping for her. TSM.
Sharing carefully edited stories about your year with mom over Hot Toddies. TSM.
My definition of classy and your definition of classy are two completely different things. TSM.
You get sloppy drunk, I stay whiskey neat. TSM.
Spending most of my Christmas break crafting for my future little. She better like pink. And glitter. And wear a size zero. TSM.
The “TFM Sweetheart” diet. TSM.