Hawk Tuah girl. Gwyneth Paltrow stars in The Curious Case of the East End's Secret Shitter. Glastonbury gems. Kendrick's "Not Like Us" MV. A Summer House bebe + much more.
Our way in rush was to say “I have reservations” and then sit down. Then after the meeting everyone ran over to said person with the reservations and get the gossip. It was an imperfect system but we were 20. What do you expect.
I am loving hearing all of these sorority work arounds!!!!!!!!!!! It's low-key giving Swiftie Easter egg energy somehow...or I'm just being my unhinged self ;)
Our system was Pro/Con/Pro: one member stood up and said something positive about the person with whom they interacted…opening up the floor for someone else to stand up and give negative feedback (as politely and benevolently as possible!).
Iron-clad rule that the discussion *must* end on a positive note, so the floor was open for another member to stand and offer a final pro.
If nobody offered one, the rush chair ended the discussion by announcing “SHE WAS PLEASANT AT THE DOOR,”and voting commenced.
Been carefully unburying my head to help manage expectations for our show tonight(?!?!😱☠️🫠?!!!). Will be sending reports/pics/vids once I somehow resurrect myself.
Also am absolutely here for the level of swiftourism taking over the streets here. Yesterday on the tram I was lovingly staring at a gorg tall girl English teen (22 hat in tow) and her mom, who was not a fangirl but just so game for it in her cutoffs, sparkles, and red lip, paired with an embellished faux fur jacket. Absolutely love a supportive mum!
Oh yes, I remember the songs and skits from Rush as well! I recall we were not allowed to use the word 'nice' because it was meaningless, and the highest compliment was "I would share my closet with her", lol.
Re: Sh*tting the bed: we are all adults, aren't we? Apologize profusely, strip the bed and tip the housekeeper well (you know Gwyneth isn't washing the sheets). Did he think she wouldn't find out? What's the endgame here?
Our way in rush was to say “I have reservations” and then sit down. Then after the meeting everyone ran over to said person with the reservations and get the gossip. It was an imperfect system but we were 20. What do you expect.
I am loving hearing all of these sorority work arounds!!!!!!!!!!! It's low-key giving Swiftie Easter egg energy somehow...or I'm just being my unhinged self ;)
Our system was Pro/Con/Pro: one member stood up and said something positive about the person with whom they interacted…opening up the floor for someone else to stand up and give negative feedback (as politely and benevolently as possible!).
Iron-clad rule that the discussion *must* end on a positive note, so the floor was open for another member to stand and offer a final pro.
If nobody offered one, the rush chair ended the discussion by announcing “SHE WAS PLEASANT AT THE DOOR,”and voting commenced.
Thinking about it makes my stomach hurt.
#ReformedMeanGirl
The note about never forgetting the songs and skits is spot on. Those things were CCP level of propaganda that will never exit my brain 😂
Don't ask me what I ate yesterday, but I can do a version of "I Will Survive" with Pi Beta Phi lyrics on command lol.
Been carefully unburying my head to help manage expectations for our show tonight(?!?!😱☠️🫠?!!!). Will be sending reports/pics/vids once I somehow resurrect myself.
Also am absolutely here for the level of swiftourism taking over the streets here. Yesterday on the tram I was lovingly staring at a gorg tall girl English teen (22 hat in tow) and her mom, who was not a fangirl but just so game for it in her cutoffs, sparkles, and red lip, paired with an embellished faux fur jacket. Absolutely love a supportive mum!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! THE DAY IS FINALLY HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CANNOT WAIT FOR YOU TO EXPERIENCE THE MAGIC!
Oh yes, I remember the songs and skits from Rush as well! I recall we were not allowed to use the word 'nice' because it was meaningless, and the highest compliment was "I would share my closet with her", lol.
Re: Sh*tting the bed: we are all adults, aren't we? Apologize profusely, strip the bed and tip the housekeeper well (you know Gwyneth isn't washing the sheets). Did he think she wouldn't find out? What's the endgame here?