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From togas to tackies, at Dartmouth we spend most of our social lives playing dress up. Strange? Maybe.
From togas to tackies, at Dartmouth we spend most of our social lives playing dress up. Strange? Maybe.
Over the break, I was jamming away to the Bryan Adams -- the best thing to come from Canada since snow -- when I noticed something: I really wish iTunes would go back to putting artists that start with numbers first alphabetically instead of last.
Spring Break can be rough on the body. Whether alcohol ravaged your liver or your threw out your back gyrating your way onto a "Girls Gone Wild" video, your fellow collegiates can certainly feel your pain.
Break out the thong sandals, oversized aviators and skorts, ladies and gentlemen, it's Spring term and 35 degrees!
Joe Braunreuther III '08 Known to most as JB3, Joe discusses the promise of senior spring and the "impending doom crisis that is graduation," all in his "emerald green cape." So what do you have planned for senior spring? Swimming will be over, so hanging out a lot will be my number one priority.
Greek spaces, eating spaces, study spaces -- it seems like no place is safe from public displays of affection.
Kid [in the Dartmouth Bookstore]: Daddy, does Darth Vader have a brain? Father: Yes, son, everyone has a brain.
Happy Friday, or rather, happy finals week! As you stock up on your Red Bulls, Boo Koo Shots and Diet Coke (to switch it up), I'm sure that the least of your concerns is fashion.
What is the mark of a great musician? Divya Gunasekaran explores if a true artist can adapt to a constantly evolving music scene and still create those classics that resonate beyond their era. The times, they are a-changing.
Shirley Hu / The Dartmouth Staff On the wall of Room K in Chi Gamma Epsilon fraternity hangs a two feet by three feet piece of cardboard covered in marker.
Now that Winter term is almost over, Jean Ellen Cowgill looks forward to senior spring and gets some advice from alums looking back. Sophomore summer and senior spring.
I can't believe I'm actually writing this, but it truly is the end of an era. No, I'm still writing for The Mirror next term, so you can relax a little bit.
I'm most excited to be able to wear open-toed shoes again even though, knowing New Hampshire weather, I'll probably have to wait until at least May to be able to do that! -- Dylan Leavitt '11 No more snow!
I have spent countless hours listening to songs for that perfect "next track" in the many mixes I've compiled over the years.
Don't get me wrong -- I love a good dance party. I like rocking out with my girls to jams like Ashlee Simpson's "L.O.V.E.," faking a B-side swing dance with a gentleman friend or two and going home with tired feet to the E.B.A's delivery man and my ravenous roommate.
College males have it hard, especially at Dartmouth. Hanover is not really what you'd call the dating hotspot of the Lake Sunapee region, so avenues to meet those women you want to take home to mom are limited.
In some alternate universe, I would write these sweet columns that do not come off sounding whiny or cracked out.
By Dylan Leavitt Why are we showing our underwear? All of a sudden, the fashion deities encourage us to expose ourselves, pushing for comfort with our sexuality.
I recently made the mistake of watching late-night television with several guy friends. Exhausted with "Seinfeld" reruns and college basketball, they finally settled for a Cinemax showing of "A Tale of Two Titties." An admitted amateur in the late night porn genre, I first feigned vague disinterest, occasionally commenting on how artificial the women's breasts appeared or the grammatical mistakes in poorly written dialogue.
'08 Psi U 1: I've only written for the The Mirror twice and I already hate it. My next column will be about how I deserve page 3. '08 Psi U 2: And then there will be a counterpoint. '11 Girl 1: So, how was your afternoon? '11 Girl 2: It was fine, until I heard the song I lost my virginity to blasting out of Phi Delt. '10 guy: I hate having a penis.