I love it when friends do something so in sync (Bye Bye Bye! Whoops, sometimes I get carried away with just a possible mention of *NSYNC) with my life that I know that they really care. Today I picked up some pants from the tailor (okay, it was five pairs of pants that I had literally waited six months to take to the tailor. Five pairs!! That's a lot of pants).
Just as I was admiring the tailor's handiwork and thinking, "Wow, it's like I just got five new pairs of pants," I got a text from L. And what did it say? "Happy 5 New pairs of pants day!" Now that's friendship. Or crazy stalking (see picture of L in full stalking or "photojournalism" mode at the Getty). But since L is back in Massachusetts, I'm going to call it friendship.
Now, if we just start mailing one of those pairs pants back and forth over the summer, that would be real friendship/sisterhood/the basis of two movies.
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