In 2009 I tried out and got into my college's improv team. I was shocked, intimidated, and so, so excited. Carrie was on the team with me and I was in awe that she wasn't just funny, you know, for a girl--she held her ground and proved time and time again to be just as clever as the guys on our team. I'd seen her in Comic Frenzy shows before and was totally star struck and intimidated when I met her (that seems silly to admit now because Carrie is so down to earth and friendly that she probably wouldn't have blinked if I'd just hugged her that first day and been like "Be my new best friend?"). Carrie introduced me to Liz, a genius poet/actress, and Darcy, who is hilarious and always looks magazine-ready. The four of us used to hang out at Panache every Friday at 2:00, which prompted the nickname F@2 for our group (is this high school? I don't care, I love it).
Right after I started doing improv, I met Brooke. She worked in the office next to the store, so she would stop by and we'd talk about clothes and school and our husbands. Brooke is one of those people that makes you feel at ease right away. She's outgoing and genuinely interested in the things you're saying. We got together with our husbands one evening and everyone hit it off, which is the unicorn of friendship in the married world. The weekend of my first improv show, I casually mentioned to Brooke that I would be performing, and her and Nick actually showed up. I was so touched and blown away by that. We became instantly inseparable, they lived next door to us, and we would have dinner together almost every night. When they moved away to Utah I cried for days. Now, Brooke is turning her house into a magazine spread, it is so beautiful, and is on her way to becoming the world's greatest speech pathologist.