You're a medium.

Just look at those sweet and super cute gals.... Who wouldn't want to take them to the mall?

The real question is, "Why would they want to go with these two?" Or, even better, "Why would their mothers allow this to happen?"

But as this story goes, those two sweet youth did indeed go to the mall with us AND they even let us walk next to them.

They let us go with them to American Eagle, where Edub disapproved of some shorty shorts. (I'm talking a 1/2 inch inseam here people- MOST definitely NOT fingertip length!)

Truth be told, we both tried on those shorty shorts. No photos were taken. But let me say, that seeing my thighs in ALL of their glory is a sure fire way to steer any young girl away from purchasing those shorts. We decided instead to model what "appropriate" shorts look like. (While a better length, these shorts are ridiculously loud and Erin appears to be ridiculously tall.)

And we didn't even have to force them to pose with us for a picture. Beautiful.

Moments worthy of sharing:

"My brother calls Wet Seal- Dry Walrus." "He would."

"Meghan, those are SO you." (In reference to peach cheetah print Ray-Ban Wayfarer inspired shades. I now own them.)

"Hot pink aviators. YEEEESSSS."

"Oh wow. We will talk about it outside the store." (Note to my readership- we voted and showing nearly all of your red and white polka dot bra earns 0 pts on the modesty scale.)

"Hey- let's all get matching tops and wear them on the same day." "YES!" (times 4)


OH! And no trip to the mall is complete with out spotting Matt slaving away where it is his pleasure to serve us! (I don't want anyone to be jealous of the fact that I now have a picture of Matt sans hat or glasses.)

I know that many are wondering, so for the record, we most certainly did not go into the store whose name shall not be spoken.