The only clubs I go to are country clubs. TSM.

Ordering sorority stoles, because there’s no way you’re not wearing your letters to graduation. TSM.

Give me wine or give me *death.

*vodka. TSM.

I thrive on compliments and wine. TSM.

Considering putting on real clothes to be act of community service. TSM.

Girls travel in packs. TSM.

Seeing anything and everything as a potential craft. TSM.

“Don’t tell anyone” doesn’t apply to my big or little. TSM.

Having a cuter “How we met” story with your big than you do with your boyfriend. TSM.

Planning your Instagram posts in advance. TSM.