...Cause I'm a Toys R Us kid....ok I just had to, hopefully you all can hear the jingle in your head.
Sorry couldn't resist using the photo of this angry ginger child. He truly captures how I feel about growing up. Ha.
Since I have started graduate school I have realized that there is a certain level of growing up I must do. Blechk. I have only been back to my sorority house twice since I graduated and feel very old when I do. It was very bizarre lately to be in the hallway of the house when a new PC '09 (freshman, new pledge, to all my non greekers) blankly stared at me and asked where she should put her overnight bag. (Probably a question I asked when I looked like this. I was a wide-eyed hopeful and excited freshman on the first day of college in my messy pink and green dorm room. Remember those Hollister skirts? Those were my jam. You can laugh at how terrible I look, permission granted.)
Naturally, I blankly stared back and replied, "I am an alumni, I am old, just put it wherever you want." Now I guess I could have left out the first part since homegirl obviously had no clue that I wasn't in KD anymore but for some reason I keep finding myself letting people know. Maybe it is to convince myself that I am okay about growing up and leaving my awesome undergrad years behind. (I know I am okay at least leaving those Hollister skirts behind that is for sure.)
I went to KD for Big Little Night and went yesterday to be filmed for my grandlittle's pageant video. My dear grandlittle and former roommate won a HUGE pageant last year and even won a car! Every year at the pageant when the reigning queen relinquishes her crown to the next winner they play a video of her, her family, and friends saying nice things about her. When I was picking out my outfit for the video I strangely found myself gravitating towards my most "pageanty" clothes. Living with my pageant queen grandlittle last year opened my eyes to all that is pageant fashion. We would always make fun of her for the ridiculous and crazy outfits she would wear, and win in. Let's just say my favorite was a red and zebra combo little number. We all find it also very funny because my other roommate (my little) and I dress more pageanty and wear more makeup in real life than my pageant queen does! How beautiful is she!?!? The above photo is of me, my grandlittle Tess, and my sorority house mother, Ms. Gale. Ms. Gale is an amazing and wonderful woman, what a kind heart! I also did her makeup and hair for the shoot and it was so fun! Sorry for the crap photo, I just had my iPhone and it was bad lighting!
My KD family before the new addition
Me being awkward and old after the reveal
My family after MILANI was added to our family!
As I said before I also went to KD for Big Little Night. Since I am friends with the new member of my KD family, I decided I would go along for the surprise. My great grandlittle made us shirts (the usual for these kind of things) and mine literally said GREAT GREAT GRANDBIG. (Do you think that qualifies me for senior citizen discounts on Wednesdays at TJMaxx? Don't ask me how I know that.) Above are some photos from the night and of our family tree. Needless to say it was both exciting to see how happy all of the new girls were and sad that I and so many of my friends are gone. For nostalgia purposes, here are some photos of Big Littles past!
Freshman year outside my dorm admiring my surprise sidewalk chalk in the most hideously terrible outfit. I posted this purely for entertainment purposes. Have a laugh.
My big Jess and I on my Big Little night in 2005. It really was painfully difficult to find a photo where I didn't look completely and totally awful. Have another laugh on me.
The reveal when Paige found out I was her big in 2006
OK enough of that, time to grow up and look for jobs. Hopefully everyone got a good laugh!
Through Pink Colored Glasses,