Be a Lady Not a Tramp.

Back in high school when I would drive Allison around she'd always ask if we could go to Starbucks. When I would say yes she would say thanks. Thanks because I ended up paying for her drink! Every time. But now the tables have turned. She is the one working this summer (I miss the pool!!!). So today, I rode with her to get gas (driving with her is not as scary as driving with Kaity....) and I made her get me Starbucks. Woo hoo!!!

She also bought me this book a while back, lost it, and then finally gave it to me today. She told me it would help me dress better. I seriously thought she was going to give me this book:

Or this one:

Everyone says I dress like a mom...or that I look like one. My question is why are all of your mothers dressing like hot 21 year olds???

Really though, she got me this book:

 "Highlights include: How to dress sexy without looking like a skank; How to flirt without facing charges of cyber stalking; Which guy is good, which guy is bad, which guy is gay; The difference between dinner conversation and discussions you should only have with your gynecologist; How to navigate meals with plates that aren't paper and utensils that aren't plastic"

Apparently I need to say farewell to my trampy lifestyle and hello to the "CLASSY" life.