Culture

Campus Perspective

La Femme
Exams + fashion. Not a wholly happy combination. In fact, a damn hard equation to nut out. Exams are like the fatal bullet of bogan-esque brutality, reducing even the most elegant to debased forms of style, especially with this haphazard weather of late.
 
Exam. Maxe in reverse. Hmmm. Makes a “maxi dress” worth pursuing. That luscious flowing fabric is great for hiding gnarly looking tights underneath. Could be the secret weapon to exam success. Wonder if they have merino maxis? Definitely a market for those.
 
Same dress/tights. Day three. Smell horrendous. Don’t care. Chained to the assignment from hell. Pretend I am corporate exec style vixen in centrally-heated office in downtown NY. Reality check. Am reduced to puffer-jacket tellytubby monster, greasy to the core. Tea cosy does the trick quite nicely though. Vintage-wool-crochet-chic. Any inkling of sartorial flair out the eight floor window.
 
Hello holidays, and some redemption time.
 
La Homme
Though apathy does ensue, around exam time the only thing worse is dressing up to go to the library. Blonde law/commerce sluts with layers of foundation and the latest Karen Walker jewellery are among the worst offenders.
 
You can actually rank the libraries on how excessively people dress up in this order: Law, Central, Med, Science. So if you genuinely don’t give a shit, then your best bet is the “Sci Lib” to avoid the judgement of your shallow peers for wearing *gasp* slippers and track pants INSIDE when the purpose is to study, not look good.
 
Checking people out at the library is a classic procrastination technique but recently it’s turned into an arms race. More makeup, trendier trousers, more “vintage” sweaters. It’s almost as if getting noticed on CutieSpotter in Central is the only thing that will boost their self-esteem.
 
I don’t understand this whole phenomenon. People don’t care what you look like. It’s good not to care. If only people were less self-conscious for the rest of the year too.