It's true. It really does.

On the events of this weekend...

... via a 3-day long Group BBM, which by the way, was probably our best discovery, ummm... ever:

twentysomething 1: Get out of the corner. Do the "bend and snap."

twentysomething 2: I should wear cardigans to bars more often, I guess!

twentysomething 1: The cardigan is totes the new little black dress.

twentysomething 1: You're dangling fun in my face like a tortured puppy.

twentysomething 3: You flirt with boys. I flirt with poles. NO. BIG. DEAL.

I think it's worth noting...

(Part II)

... that I wore 3.5" heels today. For 14.5 straight hours.

And I walked at least 3 miles in them.

I didn't take them off once, actually. Not for a single second.

In my Texas/sorority days, this would have been pretty normal.

But in NYC... 14.5 hours and 3 miles in 3.5" heels when you work at a very casual ad agency...

... is not normal.

So I thought it was worth noting.

Perfectly Validated

twentysomething girl 1: I like that I should really be preparing for this presentation that I have in an hour... But instead, I'm preparing for a fake vacation with my fake boyfriend.

twentysomething girl 2: HAHAHAHA yesssssss.

twentysomething girl 1: Well, really, it's for a fake/could-become-real vacation/boyfriend!

twentysomething girl 2: Yes! So could-become-real, in fact, that you really need a real passport!

twentysomething girl 1: It's good to know my priorities are in check.

twentysomething girl 2: Yes, you're perfectly validated.