My sister and I were bantering back and forth on Sunday and I honestly cannot remember why I said this but, I told her, "You're so trashy your uterus would reject such a classy baby." (Hearing that out of context makes me sound like a horrible person) She turned to me and said, "Pssht. Whatever, I'm classy with just the perfect amount of trashy," and I had to giver her major points for that one.
I've thought about it a bit since then and I've realized that all the best people I know fall into this category, classy with just the perfect amount of trashy. Rocking tattoos and pearls, getting drunk on wine, meaningful conversations that always end in a dirty joke. The perfect balance.
This is my new goal in life.