How to be a Hepburn in a Hilton World.

Today I saw a book called "How to be a Hepburn in a Hilton World"...the wheels started turning. I'm living in a world where you have to be thin to be attractive, you have to be rude to get your way, you have to be mean to have "friends". That's a crock if I've ever heard one.

I went to college where I was a #2. I was roommates with the mother of all evil. She was mean, made fun of anyone who was different. And she was the #1; we had a ton of friends. At least 10 girls at my fingertips, waiting for my text to invite them over to our palace just to hang out and dish about the Real Housewives of New Jersey.

The closer I got to graduation, the closer I came to realizing how much I miss the friends I can sit and talk about real life with, the ones I knew I would have in my wedding because I wanted there, not because it would show them how all my friends look like models therefore I must be really cool. The friends I could call and knew exactly what I needed without me even asking. The ones I can ugly cry with. I knew that these Barbies I was friends with then meant nothing to me. They were spot fillers, nameless extras in the movie of my life.

Flash forward 8 months, I'm still friends with those I knew I would be and haven't had so much as a casual convo with those who said we would "like be like besties for like ever". And yet, I have no regrets. I see photos that say "hi, I'm going to live like a child as long as I can." When I see you with your duck lips, sloppy pictures falling over tables, (which blows my mind that those are the ones you purposefully put of facebook), and I smile. When I see you're still stealing money from your mom and taking money from your grandmother, claiming you're living a "grown up life", I just smile and think about the times I assured you that you didn't look fat in that...because for Oreo's sake only you would gain weight two years after a lap band surgery, how could you think you weren't disgusting...you ate mcdonald's meals for snacks...

I love the fact that I don't have to pay people to like me, the things I have I feel good that I've earned, and that includes friends. I have class and enough self respect to wake up everyday without having to change myself to get people to like me. Lemme see some hands for the real independant ladies.