Blood relative preferred, but not required. Inextricably intertwined histories? A MUST. Does she remember when you shoved a pencil eraser up your nose? Do you remember the Backstreet Boys album she played for hours on end? You may not spend four hours a day on the phone anymore, but no one knows you better and loves you anyway.
She's the quick fixer-upper who knows what you should wear to your interview, date, or trial, and where to find it for cheap. She bakes you brownies when you're blue and serves you salmon when you're on South Beach. She's just the person to go to when you're in the mood for some mothering without the parental lecturing.
When you need to cut loose, this is the chick to call. She's usually just heading out the door as your more fuddy-duddy friends head home. It's no wonder that a night with this rockin' roller will have you waking up sometime in the afternoon, hung over, feeling like death, and physically unable to wipe that goofy smile off your face.
Your office neighbor and lunch break buddy, she shares your pain when it comes to looming deadlines, psycho supervisors, and crazy clients. You're each other's sounding boards and are plotting your career paths all the way to the top rung of the corporate ladder.
Feeling the urge to indulge your inner nerd? This intellectual shares your passion for foreign films, art, and all things esoteric that you'd have to drug your boyfriend or other buddies to get them to attend. She'll even read your attempts at poetry and offer a thoughtful critique instead of simply rolling her eyes and giggling before busting out a dirty limerick and exclaiming, "Now, that's poetry!”
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