Remember your senior year of high school? Touring colleges, trying not to get your hopes up. Retaking the SAT for the tenth time, wondering if you’d get a better score with the ACT. The love/hate relationship with collegeboard.com, and endless trips to the college counselor.

Then, THE WAIT. And running to the mail box every day. Staring at your application status page - pressing F5 over and over (refresh, refresh, refresh!). Until, one day that magical word appears: admitted.

Fast forward to September.
The move-in is over (your mom only broke down once, thank goodness). The awkward, “Hi, I’m going to be living in close quarters!” moment is over with your roomie(s) and classes have begun.

And an unsettling feeling set in. This place isn’t what you thought it would be. You try to love it - really you do - but it isn’t the right fit and you can’t seem to get into a groove. You know you could transfer but *argh!* you thought you were set! That the application insanity was done for good! What do you do? Read More »

[Everyone’s had that internship. The one that sounded awesome but ended up being awful. I had that internship. I thought I’d be reading scripts and doing coverage, but instead, I was leaning over a rickety filing cabinet for 5 hours every day, filing bullsh*t as big Important People stepped over me and constantly forgot my name. I also went on errands for necessary things like laundry, cappucinos, dog food, and cardboard boxes. It was truly a monumental waste of time.

Judging by stories from friends and colleagues, I know I’m not the only one who’s done something stupid in the name of free, resume-building labor. When CollegeCandy put out a request for a Secret Intern to write an Internship Diary, we got some truly cringe-inducing stories, but “Elisa’s” experience trumped all.

Currently, “Elisa” is interning for a big, flashy 5th Avenue designer. Sounds awesome, right? Well…read on.]

“What are you doing this summer?”
“I’m a marketing intern for a designer on 5th ave.”
“No way!! You’re so lucky.”

Yup. That was me. The “lucky” one. Little did I know I was in for a whole different ride. Read More »

Buying things makes me feel guilty. I mean, ridiculously guilty. Considering most of the clothes in my closet are there just for decoration, I cannot justify spending money on most of the things that I want, other than, “I want them!“. Which isn’t that strong of a case.

I suppose it could be out of pure vanity, since, I am a woman and unfortunately we do have standards to uphold in order to not look like we walked out of last Springs fashion trends, or last years trip to Goodwill (though I have found INCREDIBLE things at Goodwill).

With that being said, I never feel nearly as guilty if a portion of the money I’m spending is going to a good cause.

That’s why when Marc Jacobs came up with the new “Protect The Skin You’re In” campaign, as well as “Save yor ass” and “Protect your largest organ”, I was all over it.

Marc (my favorite designer) wanted to raise awareness on fighting melanoma and designed a t-shirt with naked (hot) celebrities. Proceeds from the shirt go to NYU’s interdisciplinary school of medicine melanoma cooperative group.

I don’t feel guilty about buying this stuff. In fact, I feel pretty damn amazing about contributing to this cause. Though, I kinda wish it was David Beckham on the shirt, rather than Posh Spice…but I still wear it proudly.

Designers are surely onto something here. Juicy Couture recently came out with “Viva La Cure” t-shirts supporting the Womens Cancer Research Fund. I love that designers are really trying to do something important. Usually their clothing is overpriced and seasonal, but these items are completely timeless.

Other AMAZING products that give to charity: Read More »

Maybe it’s that time of the month, and you don’t really care if it’s 2 in the morning—you just really want a freaking cookie. Now.

Maybe you’ve had a little puff of some wacky tabacky and you’re feeling pretty hungry. And even more lazy.

Used to be that these were major problems. Unless you live in a major city—ex that—unless you live in New York, there’s not a chance you’re getting that cookie at such an ungodly hour. In my Connecticut town, the police pull people over who are out after 10 PM. It rocks where I live…

For a select few cities, late night munchies are no longer a problem. Well, if you want cookies that is. Some brilliant students from UPenn have brought us Insomnia Cookies—a delivery service that will bring freshly baked, warm cookies right to your doorstep between the hours of 8PM and 2:30 AM.

Students from University of Syracuse, University of Michigan, Illinois, UMD, UPenn, Penn State, and of course, NYU can indulge in chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter cookies, sugar cookies, a cake sized cookie, a cookie with three different flavors… the possibilities are endless. They’ll even bring you milk to dunk everything in. Yuuuuuummy. Read More »

I think I’ve found myself a new celeb girl-crush.

I’ve been a fan of the Olsen twins since Full House, and a closeted fan ever since their enrollment to my school, New York University, was met with open hostility and disdain. I couldn’t get enough of it—their grandma-chic outfits that look like they were put together by a casual stroll through a high-end Salvation Army, their oversized sunglasses that look like they weigh more than the both of the them combined, even their movies that I watched like I watched Lifetime movies, with secret delight.

But after reading Ashley Olsen’s interview in the September issue of Marie Claire, I think I may finally be ready to come out of the closet with my Olsen love. Because, well, it turns out Ashley is kind of…cool. Quirky, a bit strange, and maybe not exactly “the coolest girl in the world,” as Marie Claire dubs her in the title of the article, but surprisingly self-aware and likable.

My only brush with Ashley took place in an NYU bathroom, after which I promptly texted my friend, “Oh my god, I just peed next to Ashley Olsen.” But save for that, and scattered incidents of getting peeks of her crazy outfits on campus, she has remained an enigma to me. Until now. Some juicy facts that I learned about my favorite Hollywood waif: Read More »

Last night, while trying to drown my “summer’s over” blues by throwing myself into a TV coma, I happened across the newest installment of the Real World. This year, those crazy MTV producers decided to keep the gays away and set it in Australia. They also decided to put more girls in the house than boys, and make the minority to Caucasian ratio 1:6.

The only non-white person is Parisa Montazaran, a 21-year-old NYU student who’s one of the most normal girls MTV has ever allowed to grace their blingified channel.

Unfortunately, Parisa’s intellect was no match for the douchebag drama that prevails on that show every year.

During the episode (which was the third one of the season), it became painfully obvious that Parisa was crushing hard on a dude named Dunbar. While I will refrain from commenting on his name (it’s too easy), I will say that he made himself out to be a pretty obvious asshole—obvious to everyone except…you guessed it. Parisa. Read More »

I love Gawker.

They find the strangest shit to talk about. The random pieces of the internet super highway; lost Youtube tapes, celebrities falling down steps, out of place fashion shows for Darfur…really anything and everything you could ever want to know about New York City and the universe.

Every so often, they will even post a random email from a random person. These random slices of life are my favorite part, because everyone knows truth is crazier than fiction. Case in point:

An NYU student recently sent an email in about her random encounter with Cuba Gooding Jr. You know, that guy who won an Oscar and then went on to make a movie about sled dogs?

Anyway, this college student not only snuck herself into a top-secret celebrity party, but she also managed to find herself being drunkenly perused by Mr. Show-Me-The-Money himself. Who is married. With three kids.

“Cuba and I bonded over our love for Justin Timberlake” the mystery student writes, “and he’s dancing all up on me. Legit, Cuba’s crouch is up against me and he is grinding like it’s nobody’s business.” Read More »

Con-graduation! The time has finally come to snag that piece of paper you have had in your sights for the last 4 years. As I am sure you have heard, graduation can be an incredibly tiresome and boring process. It’s a whole lot of hurry up and wait, so knowing what to wear and what to bring can make all the difference on this ever-so important day.

Andrea from NYU gives the lowdown on the fashion do’s and don’ts of Graduation. Check it out.