Ah, the power of sisterhood.

She’s the one who promises she’ll always tell you if your hair looks whack.

She’ll point out the insanity of killing yourself over school projects or car rider lines.

She’ll commiserate over teen angst, girl hormones, and middle school drama.  Plus offer wine without judgement.

And she’s the one who promises to point out your chin hair when you get too old to see it yourself.

Bless.