My bible.
The explanation of why I don’t go out every night fully equipped with my beer, boys, and bad decisions. Why I’m not the loudest, least covered, blondest, biggest chested girl at the party (okay, okay sometimes the blondest). Explanation of why I know there is much more to life than happy hour at my local strip club and of why I choose to keep my top on when someone asks for a photo. Why I know how to strive for my goals, but understand my limits.
Explanation of why I choose to be, and am, a lady.
I know I don’t know it all and I’m ready to learn more. All in time for my 21st birthday. I think this is a monumental time in my life. I didn’t view 20 as adulthood. I viewed it as the second year of my 19th birthday. By 21, I’ll be ready to do it right and as always, do it classy.
“A girl should be two things, classy and fabulous.” —Coco Chanel.
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