Sociology and anthropology major Mireille Guy ’15 is combining her interest in the economics of consumption and her love of vintage clothes in a thesis exploring consumer culture in secondhand shops, both in Philly and the virtual world. In addition to her
In the summer months before freshman year, all I thought about was “college” (in scare quotes because, to me, college was basically a scare-y quote). I was incredibly stressed and I channeled that stress by focusing on the only things I knew
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We are all sitting on Parrish beach in sundresses waiting for the school year to end so we can gtfo. We want to wear color and wander around with music playing out to the open air and rest. Sunday nights at Sharples
Parker Murray ‘15 is an industrial design special major, recognizable as the junior in crisp, incredibly white shirts and bright, tasteful colors. He moves with a deliberate, powerful stride across campus and then off campus, to his room in an apartment on
We often build our identities around the things that we do. For 15 percent of our student body, varsity athletics provides a striking visual reflection of that reality. There are functional and practical aspects to the predominance of certain styles among athletes,
When I walked into Paces for my training as a server, Michele Gugerli ‘14 explained that, as front of the house staff, I was expected to dress nicely. My combination of vintage dresses and weird children’s clothes ended up going over well.
The Sunday before classes began this semester, from a few tables away, I saw Nick Witchey sitting in Hobbs brunching. His fine-boned face was framed by silky Medieval pageboy hair, and until I could meet him in the flesh, I decided to
Paige Willey is a beacon of confident and competent self-presentation. Watching from a distance, I was intrigued and intimidated by the crispness of her collared shirts and the perfect fit of her occasional blazer. Sitting in the lobby of McCabe wearing a
“Edgy urban,” for Noah Morrison, is comprised of a colorful, patterned mix of parents’ leftovers from the ‘70s and solid standard-issue from Uniqlo. He was laughing as he suggested that term for his aesthetic, but it’s not far off. His wardrobe has a
