Sunday, April 20, 2014

IDK? My BFF Jill.


There is no doubt in my mind that I have been blessed with the worlds greatest friends. My three beautiful roommates are my life jackets that keep me afloat in this ocean that is Manhattan. Three has always been my favorite number, but lately I have learned to love it for an entirely new reason. New York City, and popular television shows, have convinced me that three is THE magic number when it comes to best friends. I have noticed it more and more lately - when we are out and about, every other girl-group we encounter is made up of four parts.



Think about it..
Sex and the City, Devine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood, Girls, Pretty Little Liars, Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, Teen Mom.. all the best girl-friendships are comprised of four parts that fit perfectly together and form the ultimate pact:

"The Comic Relief"- This role is often seen as someone who is constantly cracking jokes, but it's much more than that. The Comic Relief's make light of every situation no matter the circumstance. She's the one who comes home every day with a Chelsea Handler-ish story to tell about her day - things she unintentionally did that turned into a scene from a SNL skit.

"The Naked One"- In some cases the naked one might be confused with The Funny One, but don't be misled - they both play important roles. The Naked One never wears clothes (duh), she takes long baths with the door open, she cooks breakfast wearing only an apron, and she Facetimes her roommates from the toilet. Every group has one..

"The Giant"- For every three normal-sized girls there is bound to be one abnormally tall friend. Perfect for reaching the top shelf at the grocery store, spotting something in a crowd, or picking apples off the good branches on the tree when you randomly decide to road-trip upstate. Said friend can often be found in combat boots while the other girls are in six-inch heels.

"The Mom"- Lastly, where would any good group of friends be if they didn't have a token "mother" to pay the bills, cook the dinners, and get everyone off to work on time? Typically the oldest, and therefore most mature, girl in the group, The Mom has the best shoulder to cry on and homemade cookies to fix a bad day.

*You can only guess who-is-who in my crew.



And, in case you still aren't convinced, here are some reasons why any other variation of friend groups just doesn't work:

One BFF: Having a single best friend won't cut it in this city. Trust me, I started with zero. You don't want to be dependent on one person to attend every event, watch every TV show, and listen to you vent every time you have a bad day. And the more friends you have, the more likely you will be able to convince at least one of them to join you in any spontaneous, crazy adventures you cook up. Hey, you can't have a book club with only one other member...

Two BFFs: A group of three means there is always an odd man out. Don't try to ride a roller coaster with three people. Someone always has to go alone. Don't even bother with a ski lift for that matter. If you choose to have two best friends, get ready for a constant battle of who loves who the most. From an early age we are taught to do things in pairs. Odd numbers don't favor friendships.

[Insert everything from above here] THREE IS THE BEST!

Four BFFs: The more the merrier right? Yeah, until a cab driver pulls up and asks "who is the weakest link?" Even in New York taxis can be sticklers about double-buckling. Trust me, don't wait until that awkward moment, standing on the curb, when you have to vote the fifth favorite friend off of your moving, yellow island.

Yep, I think I'll stick with my three.
Three little life jackets to make sure I won't drown.

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