What is it like to have full-on mean girl aspirations? Does one wake up in the morning with an estimated goal of how many people to make cry? How many stank faces to pull? How much shade to throw? Does it take a lot of energy? Does one come home in the evening fatigued and in need of a smoothie packed with bitch-rich supplements? What would those even be?
And what if you’re naturally skilled in that arena? Are you doomed to a life of following in Regina George’s footsteps? Because I’m one of those people who can’t control her face, so Resting Bitch Face quite often becomes Active Bitch Face very unintentionally.
Mostly what I’m concerned about is the whole, “pink on Wednesdays” thing, because that is not a flattering color on me.
Zara blazer, boots, and shorts.
J. Crew sweater.