I’ve gone against the group. Add that to Tzippy’s shidduch, and I’m pretty much a social pariah

Shiri is annoyingly pretty. “But the rest of BY of B can use a little TLC,” I continue. “I mean, what is up with the Plain-Jane look?”

I nod emphatically, but something is niggling at me. Don’t my besties — Tamara, Rikki, Tiffy, and Bina — all have the same “attitude problem”?

I suddenly want to freeze the moment and lock it away for every rainy, turbulent day that I know is just around the corner in my messy, confusing life

So, they’re a team now? Tzippy and Sari against shallow little Rachel Ahuva. Well, you know what? They can have each other

What on earth could Tamara want to talk to me about? Did I commit a grand faux-pas and I’m being evicted from the group?

I know it’s silly to cry over the rejection of a six-year-old, but honestly, can’t anything go right anymore? I blink away the tears

So, there is more to Tamara than hairspray and Gucci. I knew it. I file this away for later and walk out to the car

I turn bright red. Literally, I feel the heat flood my face, and the room grows ten degrees warmer. These girls weren’t really discussing someone else’s weight, were they?