Before My Best Friend’s Wedding

I'm about to fly home tomorrow, land, get on another plane, and go see my best friend from high school get married. I'm 23 and have only had one relationship thus far. That's okay, I'm not sensitive about it, but it does still strike me as a little odd to be in this position. I'm … Continue reading Before My Best Friend’s Wedding

Mirror, Mirror

"Stop touching your face so much, you're the reason it looks like that." "Why are you so obsessed with yourself?" "Okay but we do look good let's be real." "Seriously, stop digging craters in our skin." "No, that foundation is not your shade." "Yes, your butt is getting flabby." "We've had better outfits, but I … Continue reading Mirror, Mirror