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(07/20/06 9:00am)
So summer seems to be synonymous with nakedness -- a nakedness of all sorts. If not bodily nakedness, some form of nakedness nonetheless -- foot nakedness, for one, is very prevalent. I have seen it all around: people in flip-flops. Ah, yes, the flip flop. The flip flop represents everything that is comfortable about summertime. It does not, however, represent anything attractive or even remotely good-looking given the condition of people's feet. C'mon, people! It's called a pedicure. Get one! They're like ten bucks over in West Leb. Feet should be pretty. Always. It's just a rule. Not just girls' feet, but guy's feet as well. Everyone should have nice feet or else hide them in socks and sneaks.
(03/03/06 11:00am)
With finals fast approaching, we witness the growth of the sweats-clad student population and the disappearance of well-coordinated outfits around campus. While the male population of Dartmouth seems to don this uniform of sweatpants all term long without haste, their female counterparts put up a good fight for most of the term. But by the end of the term, they too may succumb to the notion of function over fashion, and slip into a well-worn pair of baggies. It is amusing that this sweatpant epidemic kicks off around the same time as formals, so girls who don't mind looking scrubbed-out on first-floor Berry by day, worry about being well-coiffed and fabulous by night. The transformation is strangely astounding. While it's difficult to back sweatpants as an aesthetic choice, some swear to them for sheer comfort-value. But does the comfiness of fuzzy-lined butt pants compensate for the fashion flaw that we deem them to be? Is a well-managed slacker-look the next fashion trend? And should fashion succumb to function in time for finals freak-out? The debate continues -- we'll let you be the judge.
(02/24/06 11:00am)
I look around and cannot help but notice the marked absence of backpacks being sported by our student population. This observation astounds me. After all, we are on a college campus where students must need to take books, notebooks, pens, papers and other such school supplies to class. All of the above cannot possibly be comfortably carried to and from class on one shoulder. I mean, these items get too heavy for even a two-strapped backpack. Oh my God, can it be that these students have -- gasp -- chosen to make a fashion statement over actually being comfortable? Oh the blasphemy! These students have made fashion a priority over comfort and, maybe even, over academics. I cannot help but beam with pride at this shift in priorities and at the emergence of the Louis Vuitton messenger bags, brightly-colored totes and Longchamp carryalls. While the disappearance of the backpack has not spread to our male population yet, I anxiously await the day that men boycott backpacks in favor of the man-purse. Until that day, I will have to be content with the progress our female population has made and will have to put my own Hello Kitty backpack into storage because it is obviously not en vogue any longer (I'm not sure it ever really was). Today is a memorable day in that your very own "On the Sidewalk" columnist has taken a lesson from these backpack-less prima donnas strutting their stuff on the pages of the Mirror. Touch, readers, touch.
(02/17/06 11:00am)
Judging from the way people have been dressing as of late, one would believe that it is summer-time in Hanover: short sleeves instead of layers of sweaters, and bright oranges, reds and pinks instead of dreary grays and blacks. People have even been wearing sunglasses to shield themselves from the intense sunlight. While some students could be caught with coat in hand, others had the audacity to ditch their coats entirely. I guess 40-degree weather is the new 80 degrees. We here at The Mirror, of course, are always encouraging people to take fashion risks and to throw fashion norms to the wind. Who cares if you're not supposed to dress cute during the dead of winter? Let us be honest here, nobody is truly able to live up to their fashion potential during winter anyways, so if you can bear it, wear it -- that's our motto. We're not just talking shortsleeves here, hell if you can bear to wear those cute little shorts Nicole Richie has been sporting over in sunny Los Angeles here in Hanover, then please, by all means, do it. Page eight of The Mirror is not where you are going to hear "O.M.G., does she really think she can pull that off?!" or "Um, does she not realize that it's like 30 degrees outside?!" On the contrary, we applaud you, fashion risk-takers, and cheer you on! Frostbite isn't that big of a deal anyway ....
(02/03/06 11:00am)
As I gaze out onto the expanse of Dartmouth students all identically dressed in their uniforms of a parka, a hat, a backpack, I realize that the only thing that can potentially set apart one student from another is the type of pants they choose to adorn themselves with because that is the only thing that can truly be seen peeking out from under their coats. What you'll see generally, however, is jeans as the pants of choice. Jeans are like comfort food. We wear them because they are easily-accessible, they look good enough, and they make us happy. But don't you get it, that's why EVERYONE wears jeans. Jeans are a vehicle of repressing our individuality and we need to shed these chains that we ourselves limit our fashion sense with and debut perhaps a pair of -GASP-colored cords or, even better, maybe a skirt!! While yes, our butts do look unbeatably good in a pair of well-fitted jeans, doesn't it bother us that we end up looking like everybody else? So let's take inspiration from these heroic few who take the risk of wearing a pair of pants that may not do their butts justice -- all in the name of fashion.
(01/27/06 11:00am)
Uggs are the footwear of choice for all those fashion-conscious (and let's be honest, even the not-so-fashion-conscious) students at Dartmouth as soon as the snow falls. However, one thing that I just cannot seem to understand is why this is the case. It is not like Uggs keep our feet dry in the snow. It is not like they even complement our outfits. They are down-right Uggs-ly. That was lame, but come on, there has to be some correlation between the similarity the name bears to the word ugly. I too am guilty of succumbing to this widespread epidemic, but every time I am trekking through the snow to return to my safe haven in E. Dub (that is gangsta for E. Wheelock for those of you not in the know), as the snow slowly and steadily begins to soak through my salt-stained Uggs, I vow to myself to never wear them again. Let us take some inspiration from these Uggs-less few who combine fashion with utility and put the rest of us Uggs-wearers to shame.
(01/13/06 11:00am)
It is funny how our perception of cold changes so drastically as soon as the winter season hits. In a normal place (and by normal, I mean a place where its inhabitants needn't suffer the abominable winter that we Hanoverites endure), we would never be caught dead wearing skirts, flip-flops or the like in weather under fifty degrees because -- GASP -- what if we catch pneumonia or something! However, as soon as winter hits Hanover and we begin to experience true cold, all of a sudden we begin to regard 50 degree weather as warm enough to bust out our cute skirts. While of course there are many of us who will only be seen in Uggs and Northface from the first snowfall until the snow melts, there are a fearless few who brave the cold winds and frostbite for the sake of fashion. There are not many of these brave few, mind you, but nonetheless, if you look hard enough you will find them. "On the Sidewalk" applauds these rare gems and encourages you to free that inner fashionista that hides within you, even if it is -30 degrees outside ...
(01/06/06 11:00am)
As the snow begins to pile up on the ground, many Dartmouth students seem to succumb to the fashion trauma that I like to call the "Northface Effect." C'mon people! Just because it is cold outside does not in any way automatically denote that we must lose all sense of style and abandon all hopes of looking at least somewhat fashionable. While Northface is a great invention and certainly does a great job of keeping us warm, it nonetheless makes us look like every other Dartmouth student and quite frankly, it is just plain old "blah." However, do not despair. There are the heroic few among us who manage to still maintain a sense of style while at the same time keeping warm and toasty. Despite popular belief at Dartmouth, fashion and warmth are not mutually exclusive. Today, we would like to recognize and praise the few propagators of fashion that still exist in our dear college by enlisting the aid of colorful bags, cute boots, bright coats, and whatever other accessories they were able to incorporate to add some color and excitement to an otherwise dreary and grey season. We hail you and hope that your fervor for fashion will spread throughout the Dartmouth campus so that one day perhaps we will no longer be plagued by the "Northface Effect." Instead perhaps we will be surrounded by a plethora of warm and lo-and-behold FASHIONABLE people. Until that day, I will continue to crusade against this awful fashion trauma to encourage everyone to break out of the uniformity that cold weather seems to force upon us.