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Photo is to indicate that I know you’re reading this as you sit at your cushy, resumé-padding 9-5 internship, proving them right in 2011. I know I am.

How, uh, hot.

Community actor Donald Glover was also recently spotted at the Mount Auburn Street locale.

Does this mean finals clubs get to continue to think they’re important?

Screenshot: http://www.theonion.com/articles/burden-of-parental-expectation-available-in-youth,19448/

What this kid’s really thinking:

“So it may seem oh-so-douchetool-y and pretentious now that I’m wearing a Harvard t-shirt, but really, in thirteen or so years, after my overbearing helicopter parents have spent hundreds of thousands of dollars in tuition for the private schools that I was put on the waitlist for the moment my mom first missed her period, and after having been individually tutored for the SATs since the seventh grade to achieve my awe-inspiring 2300+ score, and after my personal statement admissions essay has been “revised” extensively by my college admissions counselors (y’know, the one they have at school and the one we hired on our own), we all know that I’ll actually be going to Harvard and my mom will be telling all of her country club friends what a G6-level genius-prodigy her baby really is.”

OMG MOOSE!

Unless you have been living under a rock, are Amish, or were raised by wolves, you must be aware of the phenomenon that is Twitter and how it is taking the world by storm. Everyone from professional athletes to to acne-covered tweens is tweeting, but there is one particular account that caught our eye at the Voice.

The account name is “Harvard Hoochies” and the bio reads that the account holder(s) are “BU biddies, hooching and husband hunting at Harvard Final Clubs. We ward off RUHGs (random ugly Harvard girls)…frequently.”

One gem of a post reads, “when you slip a final club man your number, make sure it’s not on a piece of historical paper with their founders’ story#oopsydaisies” while another boasts, “Owl, ad, fly… All conquered last night”.

BU Biddies talking after a successful night of Final Club raging...

To follow the BU biddies on their search for love, money, and men, simply visit https://twitter.com/harvardhoochies and let the amusement begin!

Later this January, the shoe brand New Balance launches a new “Ivy League” collection of its H710 styles, with sneaker options for each of Hahvahd, Princeton, Columbia, Dartmouth, the University of Pennsylvania, and Brown. Notice anything missing from that list? Oh yeah, Yale and Cornell – obvs not elite enough to roll with us real Ivy Leaguers.

So, in case any of us forgets for even a second how Uniquely Smart And Special we are to attend The Undisputed Best University Among the Undisputed Larger Collection of Best Universities in the World, we need only look at our footwear.

GUYS CHECK OUT MY SHOES I GO TO HARVARD

Yeah, something like that.

According to several undisclosed sources–

The Bee Club (for freshmen: it’s a female final club) is in trouble. The club emailed male members of final clubs today asking for donations. The reason? The Chabad offered The Fly Club for Gentlemen $6 million for the house on 45 Dunster Street, which they currently rent out to The Bee.

According to the sources, the sale is still up in the air. Some say the sale is highly unlikely, as Fly alumni have daughters in The Bee Club.

But to sum up the irony for you: some of the richest girls on campus are begging rich boyz for money. DISCUSS.

Addendum: Note witty title and appreciate.

EDIT: These are not confirmed facts. If you have any more information regarding the topic, you can email thehvoicemail@gmail.com. Check back for more updates.

plbbbbpt!

Harvard invited 2,110 of the 30,489 applicants to attend, an admit rate of 6.9 percent, the lowest in Harvard’s history… Admit rates dropped at most of the other Ivy League schools, as well, and at other schools at the top of the selectivity list. Stanford admitted 7.2 percent of applicants; Yale, 7.5 percent; Princeton, 8.2 percent; MIT, 9.2 percent. All but Yale improved over last year’s rate.

Hmm, well a whole lotta good that “That’s Why I Chose Yale” video did. Maybe next time you can put some of that production money towards, we dunno… maybe sucking less? Pewp-heads! Neener neener neener!

A doodle of a bad pun? How positively analog of us.

Hung up on the name? Well, what’s in a name? An iPad by any other name would still scrub Flash content as sweet. And most VES concentrators would agree… that bezel is fugly. But anyone who’s been in a large lecture hall knows that this school is chock full o’ Apple whores (er, SteveJobstitutes?).  So we know some of you will at least think about buying it. Is it honestly worth it? And amidst our iphones/ipods/ and MacBook( Pro)s, what could this possibly add to the already complex student experience? The reasons are sometimes subtler than you might think but here’s how this blogger sees it:

Rah-rah ah-ah-ah!

Well it’s Affordable? Kind of.

Yeah. So it’s not exactly friendly to those of us here on need-based scholarships. But at $499 you could waive part of your university health insurance, and even have enough left over to get those f*cking adapters (USB, really?). Just hope you never need a UHS prescription. [Note: avoid sweaty finals clubs where fist-pumping shirtless man-boys could fling body sweat into your face and give you conjunctivitis. Is that paranoid? Not if you can’t afford the copay.]

Your Best Friend at the Dining Hall

Whether at Annenberg or in the Houses, this thing might just make your sad self look a little better when you’re eating alone between classes. It’ll seem “busier” than the iPod/iPhone just for its larger size, while not being nearly as traumatic as a full-on laptop if you drop Thai Coconut Shrimp all over it. No one likes curry on the keyboard (unless it’s touchscreen and you particularly like wetnaps, of course).

As a Status Symbol

If you derive pleasure from your Harvardian elitism or if you were one of those people who had your hands on a StarTAC way back in ’96 (first clamshell phone FTW), then you’ll probably be a sucker for this thing. And if you fill your eBook Library with enough Proust you could be the coolest kid in your blocking group. Right? Right?!

For campus “Dating”

The noiseless keyboard allows that guy/girl you just hooked up with to sleep soundly while you surreptitiously use Harvard Facebook to recall their name. Stealth.

For the Perpetually Dateless

We hear you poor Harvard FMLers. And, ahem… um, well, perhaps Gizmodo said it best “It’s simple: You can hold something that weighs 1.5 pounds in one hand.”

For Looking Good in Section

Did that loudmouth just say something racist or ill-informed? School their ass with a super zoomed-in PDF from your sociology class. At 1.5 pounds you can even wave some illuminating infographics in their face! Can’t do that with a MacBook, no way, no how. And if that’s not your style, when switched off we’re sure that dark and shiny surface works great as a mirror. At least your lipgloss’ll be poppin’.

Distraction

Ok, so maybe we don’t need more distraction in our lives but damn if this won’t be the greatest consumption device, ever. Got a paper to procrastinate on? A 10 hour layover on your way to Boston Logan? Why not watch 6 movies back-to-back on your iPad? Will your eyes be bleeding after? Maybe. But you’ll do it. Just because you can.

People are Definitely Going to Buy This Thing. Meaning us. Plenty of us.

We’re sure that once you get your hands on this thing you’ll  want it the same way you wanted Pokemon cards and Tamagotchi back in the day. Maybe almost as much as an 8th Harry Potter book. (Which, if you’re anything like we are, means A LOT). On campus this tool might turn you into a tool, but honestly who cares as long as it’s shiny and new? For some of us, if Apple made toilet paper we’d probably proudly trail it from the bottom of our soles.

A little more on the subject:

How will I Play Bloons???

Stephen Fry’s Comments

From the words of a Twitter engineer … because we guess that makes him qualified to comment?

(408-996-1010): That’s the phone number for Apple HQ should you have any need to vent your frustrations.

Toofer: “You know, I went to school in Boston. Well, not in Boston, but nearby. No, not Tufts–”
Jenna: “Oh, shut up. It’s 14 degrees there.”
Toofer: “… Harvard.”

Yeah, it's really that cold here.

Conan just peaced, Toofs. The pressure’s all on you.

Miss you, Coco!

“We’re disturbed. Not by the tight cropped sweaters, for we’ve always been a proponent of men showing their figures and wearing less clothing…. But since when is Harvard a fashion point of reference? … Even if Harvard kids would never wear this stuff (or most things remotely more interesting than boat shoes with no socks), the problem is, the world doesn’t need them to think themselves any more important or WONDERFUL than they already think they are.”

Dear Amy, thank you for lazily subscribing to two of the oldest Harvard cliches ever: that Harvard student’s can’t dress well and that Harvard students are completely self-absorbed. A quick look through Noicethreads can prove the first wrong, and an actual encounter or conversation with any Harvard student will prove the second wrong.

But wait! It doesn’t end there. See Amy’s other fantastically incorrect vision of Harvard students in her article about Harvard Yard, the fashion line launched by Harvard:

“…Harvard Yard — a lawn we imagine makes a nice resting ground for Harvard students to repair glasses, wipe down their pocket protectors, and memorize an extra few digits of pi — inspired the spring collection.”

Yeah, that’s real original.

For girls though, prep style must be treated with the greatest delicacy. Like many things in life, it’s tempting to overindulge. Simple sweaters and skirts, monogrammed jewelry, a well-tailored tweed jacket are all acceptable staples. But if a girl walked into lecture wearing madras shorts, pearls, headband, and some pasteled variation of a shirt, I would smack her in the face with a tennis (or squash?) racket and then proceed to ralph. As in, barf, not Lauren.

For boys though, it’s a different matter. Overindulging in prep style is a plus. Are you wearing green pants with a pink oxford? Fantastic. Are you wearing two clashing variations of madras–one for the top, one for the bottom? Awesome. Like any Lady GaGa costume, the crazier the better. Boys need to take advantage of this freeform art and wield it to their best ability. Yes, you might (actually, probably) be called a douchebag. But so what? You’re paying homage to a great sartorial tradition. Embrace it and go crazy.

Stylish or douchebag?

You would expect the Ivy League to be teeming with prep style, but a quick scan of Harvard Yard on any given day will tell you otherwise. The look still survives, but only through a few brave souls who choose to toss the khakis and embrace the Nantucket red. The 60′s however, were a different story. Take Ivy, a wonderful collection of photos published in the 60′s by Japanese photographer T. Hayashida, serves as an exemplary commemoration of the titular “Ivy League style” at its best and within its heyday. Hayashida’s photos are romantic visions of young men dressed–nearly all of them–in that distinct, prep style that has long been abandoned for most Ivy League men. As a plus, Hayashida not only captures the sartorial distinctiveness of the Ivy campuses, but also what a regular day would be like for any Dartmouth or Princeton boy. There are photos of students walking to class, doing laundry, riding bikes, getting lunch in the cafeteria, studying in the library. There is one black and white photo of J.Press, the storied men’s clothier sitting prettily at the corner of Mount Auburn Street, where it still remains today–probably the only highly visible vestige of the classic American prep style that once reigned on Ivy campuses everywhere.

So where have all the preps gone? Why are Ivy League campuses no longer ridden with madras, seersucker, and lobsters? One obvious guess is the diversification of campuses. The term “WASP” after all, stands for “White Anglo-Saxon Protestant.” And clearly, campuses are no longer made up of this homogeneous group. That’s not to say though, that diversity brought with it the decline of sartorial genius. Personal style on college campuses today is something to be noted and appreciated; campuses are burgeoning with interesting forms of self-expression, especially in style (which is why we created Noicethreads in the first place). But there are some other factors to be taken into account other than the solely racial.

One disheartening reason is that oftentimes (okay, most of the time), anyone who embraces the prep style will be labeled as a douchebag, faster than you can say “Brooks Brothers.” Is it true that most people who flaunt this particular style are douchebags? Sometimes, but not always. Guys and girls alike need to get over the fear of being labeled as such and instead embrace the prep! It’s understandable though, that some would want to avoid dressing this way because of these very fears. See: Harvard Yard clothing line debacle and general PR fail. (The line, by the way, was inspired by Take Ivy.)

There may be some fairness in equating “prep” with “douchebag,” but it’s time to see beyond that. Prep style is great. It’s simple. It’s stylish. Best of all, boys look great in it (cough). With the right touches, restraint, and styling, prep style can work for anyone. There are some unspoken rules or go-to brands and articles of clothing, yes, but you should never treat these rules too seriously. Take a cue from the bow ties and oxfords and put your own diversified spin on things.

From "Take Ivy"

Blogs for further reading: Unabashedly Prep, A Continuous Lean, Ivy Style.