This ones for the ladiesss.

(Spoiler alert: I usually try not to get too ridiculously mushy, but this is going to have its fair share of mush. You were warned.)

The other night, I got this sweet text from a new friend saying she was so glad to have my friends and I in her life and y'all, it got me thinking about GURLFRANS.
I have some great ones.
My junior year of college I decided to be Crazy Antha and go completely blind in picking my roommate. A risky decision, which I was sure would lead to rooming with a hair-eating, Nickelback-listening, "Horse Girl" (a wildly accurate theory I'll save for a later post) actually turned into me rooming with Kaylie, who became my If-I-Didn't-Have-Sisters-She'd-Be-My-Maid-Of-Honor kind of best friend.
We met our neighbors on either side of our room (later including Shan from the floor down) and in a plot twist I thought was only possible in straight-to-DVD chickflicks, those girls became like my sisters. I met a couple of my roommate's old best friends from high school and once again, the number grew. It continues to grow.

It took me most of high school and half of college for this to really sink in, but girlfriends rock. Seriously, they're the best. Invest.
These ladies are my partners in crime. (This is where the mush comes in.) Yesterday's text made me realize how grateful I am for their friendship, so this is a tribute to my laddiiieeezzzz.
To the girls who make an intentional effort to ask about your day. To the girls who know your Sonic drink order. To those times when they send a cheer-you-up text because they telepathically know without even being told that you really needed it. To the girls who will drive to Bentonville just to have dinner with you even if it is thirty minutes away. To the girls who send you creeper pictures of that dude you like with "Hey Girl" captions. To the girls who respond to SOS calls with speed and chocolate. To nights of Barefoot Moscato and tears and brownies and quoting the entirety of Pitch Perfect. The skilled wingwomen, the 3am warriors, the road trippers, providers of sass and forced affirmation.
I love my girls and am so blessed to have their love, guidance, humor, and friendship in my life.
So, this one's for the ladies. May you stay as classy and sassy as ever. Cheers.