Showing posts with label smithies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label smithies. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Sometimes, I think*

that acquaintances, coworkers, friends and family in the OK would understand me a lot better (not that anyone wants to) if they had a better grasp on just what it means to have attended Smith College. Not that it's some high falutin' ivory tower full of monied ladies with brains and that I'm a brilliant feminist, but that it's a shitshow. A SHITSHOW PEOPLE. I say that in the nicest way possible. Moving from one of the most liberal places in OK to Noho is like [insert outrageously opposite analogy here]. Examples include:

  • Ladies who are dudes at a women's college.
  • Friday afternoon tea service in your residence.
  • Opening your dorm room door to naked cartwheel night.
  • Showing porn in a college owned auditorium (I showed up for what I thought was an independent film, but at least now I can say I've seen The Opening of Misty Beethoven on the big screen).
  • And so many other things I'll never know about since I spent half of my four years there at Dartmouth (oops).

In any case, someone's doing a good job of reminding me of why I'm so screwed up over at Smith'd a blog by Smithies about Smithies. Thanks!





*rarely, though. Don't worry.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Yay for Smith!

Although I love to hate on Smith sometimes, I still love it. Like you love something like this. This year, Rachel Maddow was the commencement speaker, much better than my year's whoever it was... Anywho. Listen to her address. It's pretty rad.



Watch her speech here.

Check out these super awesome graduate's shoes here.*

*Smith has a thing where you have to wear white and black shoes, which makes me want to die, but these are some pretty awesome shoes to offset the unnatural, virginal white they encourage.


Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Ok, this really improved my mood. Thanks BWE.

*This is probably only funny if you had a mixed tape in high school (made by Zack Harrison of ZHMMM fame) featuring "Both Hands" by Ani DiFranco and several Indigo Girls songs, including your favorite schmaltzy piece of c called "Power of Two." Also, it's funny if you later attended an all ladies college and found yourself surrounded by "women" exactly like this, but who were totally serious.