This Thursday was a lazy day for me. I wore a thrifted oversized sweater, leggings from Tello’s and boots from Forever 21.
I’m never too lazy for a night of drinking though.
Instead of putting on a completely different outfit, I did a simple day to night transition by putting on a party shirt from Rainbow and adding a statement necklace from Charlotte Russe.
Once again, I couldn’t find anyone to take a picture of me.
I didn’t know how a button down would work under such a thin shirt that didn’t even reach my wrists, but after a few tugs and pulls in different directions I really liked how it worked out.
The button down and boots are from Forever 21, the shirt is from Old Navy, the necklace is from Rainbow and the jeans are from either Marshall’s or TJ Maxx.
**I’ve noticed a serious lack of resources for members of local sororities, and while mine is still a work in progress itself, I plan on dedicating a good portion of this blog to local Greek Life. Obviously, I have the utmost respect for the NPC and believe they provide a great model that local chapters should strive for, but there are some areas that local chapters will struggle with because they don’t have the massive networks or support as national organizations.**
You need to have a great reason for wanting to start a sorority of your own, because while it will be worth it in the long run, it will become like a full time job and require unwavering persistence.
If you go to a school where Greek Life is a big deal already, it would be in your best interest to look into pledging a sorority that is already on your campus, because the chances are there is one for you. Also, there is a strong likelihood of it being difficult to attract desirable PNMs to a brand new sisterhood trying to stand on its own two feet with so many established, wealthy, dynamic chapters. It’s like comparing a staggering baby deer to a galloping, muscular buck.
Nothing is impossible, but founding a sisterhood that will stand the test of time will be much harder in this predicament. If you rush and find that you aren’t compatible with any of the sororities, you may want to look into colonizing a sorority that isn’t on campus before opting to start a local sorority.
If you go to a school with a more quaint Greek Life, a local sorority may be a more viable option. If you only have four or five sororities to choose from and none of them rub you the right way after rush you can look into colonizing a chapter for a preexisting sorority, or starting your own. Either way you’re leaving a legacy, and it will be much easier to explain to your administration and your student body what you plan to bring to campus with a new organization.
If you’re at a school that refuses to recognize Greek Life, like mine, local is the way to go, because unlike national organizations, local GLOs do not need the recognition of a school to be “legitimized”. (In some cases, a school does not recognize a chapter of a national sorority but it is still “official” and recognized by their national governing body as well as Panhel). This is a great deal of work that comes with a great deal of pride, because essentially, you’re putting yourselves in the positions of the great women that founded some of today’s most notorious sororities. What’s important to keep in mind, though, is that you are 100% liable for your sorority. If anything goes wrong, you have no nationals to help you clean up your mess and your school will take no responsibility for any mishaps. You also have no financial support, so a good deal of your hard earned money may very well go into getting your sorority off the ground. This is just my opinion, but missing out on buying a dress or pair of shoes here and there because you’re investing in a legacy is money well spent.
Basically, my friends suck. If you can’t get your friends to take pictures of you for your OOTD, are they even really your friends? Probably not.
Just kidding, I just didn’t have time to ask anyone to take a picture of me today, but my outfit was great so I was forced to use my webcam. #FirstWorldProblems at their finest.
My friend gave me the short sleeved Ralph Lauren sweater, which I wore over a cotton shirt from Abercrombie & Fitch. I also wore a navy skirt from A&F. Picking a statement necklace was a struggle this morning…but if you have enough statement necklaces to struggle with choosing one, you’re doing it right. I chose the pink bubble necklace from Charlotte Russe because I liked the idea of intensifying the pink of every layer (you can’t tell, but the collared shirt is a very soft shade of pink).
I wore nude flats from Rainbow that you can’t see because I had to choose between my face and the shoes and I like my face more than the shoes.
If you haven’t heard #Selfie by the Chainsmokers yet, I strongly advise you to give it a listen. Not only is it hilarious, but it’s catchy as hell and a pregame anthem for at least the next two or three weeks. There’s a point in the song where a girl says “I only got 10 likes in the last 5 minutes. Do you think I should take it down? Let me take another selfie.”
With those lyrics this harmless, hilarious song captured the unhealthy, all too common mentality that I’m sure has existed since the dawn of time, but has become gravely amplified since the invention of the “like”.
People measure themselves not in their accomplishments but in the recognition they receive for their accomplishments.
Without an Oscar after decades of outstanding performances, Leo continues to act and amaze. You don’t have to be told you’re great to be great. While I encourage everyone to go for the gold and snatch the crowns of their crafts, a lack of acknowledgement doesn’t make you or your triumphs any less valid.
As important as trying your hardest at everything you do is, we aren’t likes. We aren’t grades. We aren’t awards or certificates. We are people. And life isn’t being told you’re beautiful, brilliant or phenomenal — it’s about being beautiful, brilliant and phenomenal.
I don’t know how I convinced myself after a $30 dinner of sushi that I somehow deserved or could afford dessert after the fact, but if there’s anything I can do it’s spend money irresponsibly.
I went to Joe’s American Bar & Grill on Boston’s notorious Newbury Street for the first time and it made a great impression on me!
I had their vanilla crème brûlée, and while I’m no food critic, I am one hell of a picky eater that’s even pickier about sweets, and I was impressed. I couldn’t finish it fast enough!
The atmosphere was great, and while I only went for dessert and drinks I’ll definitely be returning for dinner at some point.
Best Friend Breakups
I’ve never had a serious relationship. I’ve had long, drawn out “it’s complicated”s and strong infatuations, but I’ve never had the profile picture, twitter header, once or twice a month instagram post worthy relationship where you go on trips together and your parents are used to seeing him around the house and are on a first name basis with his parents.
So I don’t know what it’s like to break up with a guy after being in a relationship after a year and a half. But I do know a thing or two about heart break. Those of you who have been in long, serious relationships may doubt the legitimacy of the heartbreaks I’ve experienced, but let me tell you there’s nothing like looking forward to a phone call from a football player every day and seeing him at SAT prep every Sunday for months on end only to be told “he’s not a relationship person.”
And after deciding to stop whatever it is the two of you had going on, falling for the “I miss you” text and ending up right back where you started. And being so ridiculously enamored with him that you convince yourself that “exclusive friends with benefits” is a title worth settling for. And giving him all of you, only to realize you meant nothing to him.
But that wasn’t heartbreak. That was a lesson.
Heartbreak was seeing his “in a relationship” status and repulsively cute profile picture with her like a month after you lost your virginity to him.
All of this to say, that as much as your own naivety and boys will hurt you, there is no tragedy like a breakup between best friends.
These breakups usually happen for one of two reasons; 1) betrayal, slander and soap opera/Gossip Girl worthy drama involved, or 2) you grew apart. I’ve seen both sides of the coin, and neither of them are pretty.
"This is it. I’ve found them. They’re the one." You’re lucky to have ever thought that about a lover, but even luckier to have thought that about a friend because I don’t know about you, but I struggle finding people with presences I find tolerable for more than an hour at a time.
I pick up on personality flaws quickly, and while I can generally be a friendly, sociable person, I’m very selective about who I consider a best friend, and it makes me value them that much more.
As harsh as romantic breakups may be, I don’t think that most of them will ever compare to the devastation of breaking up with a best friend, because a best friend is the person that’s supposed to be there to listen as you sob after your boyfriend cheats on you, drop everything they’re doing to take you to get ice cream, and slap you back into reality when you need it the most.
Not only do you lose that emotional support, but the 6 million inside jokes you had and 12 trillion memories become extremely painful.
The first person you want to text when you see something wild, or hilarious, or you’re lonely, or you need girl time, or you want to get hammered is suddenly no longer an option.
Of course you have other friends, but none of your relationships can begin to compare to what you had with your best friend.
As much as you may want to mend the friendship, things will probably never get back to the way they were. Depending on what caused the distance in the first place, you may be able to maintain a level of camaraderie, but you may not ever be as close as you once were.
If there’s anything that I’ve learned from these emotional Armageddons it’s that you can come back from anything. Use your loneliness to gain a new sense of independence. After realizing that you are very much so not only capable of surviving without someone you thought was essential to your being, but that you can enjoy life without them, you are so empowered that the pain of the past few months almost seems worth it.
Today featured a rather unusual color combination and in all honesty it had more to do with being in a rush and wanting to be comfortable than wanting to make a statement, but I actually really liked it. I’m all about fashion experimentation. I started off monochromatic with a Forever 21 button down underneath a thrifted sweater and a necklace from Charlotte Russe, and put on my Abercrombie yoga pants because comfort was a priority this morning. I wore bean boots because I was sure I’d have plenty of slush and puddles to walk through on my way to class, and put on a green vest from Old Navy to seal the deal. I didn’t wear a bow today because I couldn’t decide if I wanted to match the sweater or the vest and I was running late.
As a small token of appreciation for the members of the eBoard of ΔΔΘ, I got princess cups, pink zebra striped bags and pink tissue paper from Party City. I decided to put large lollipops in the bags as well and got small bottles of lotion. I used left over stationary from the Paper Source to write the thank you cards. It’s not much, but I just wanted to express gratitude to my friends and their support.