(-- The Beacon)
By Kate Peifer
There is a cold war occurring on campus. Hushed and seemingly inaudible, we go about our collegiate day unaware and oblivious. Until now.
The war on fashion is inevitable amongst the stars of Hollywood and within the runway shows of top designers. The success of such designers and actors relies heavily upon being fashion forward.
But who can deny that harsh critiques of supposed fashion faux pas do not abound at UP? Walking to class on the sidewalk is similar to strutting a signature walk on a runway, while fellow students – "the audience" – stare up and down assessing their opinion of you.
I've heard it all: the mockery, cruel jokes and quick assumptions all based on one or more subliminal stares across campus. Thus, I think it only fair to expose these silent jeers a little birdie told me.
For the Classic Chic, always tailored and put together just so, "What a goody two shoes," they say. "I bet she only shops brand names."
And for all you casual college students, "Take a look at this guy over here with a school shirt, cargo pants and Etnies," she comments. "Grow up!"
The ones who brought back the 90s by sporting flannel shirts, ratty hose and unkempt hair, they jeer, "She looks like a cross between Madonna and a lumberjack."
Dude, let's not forget what she says about the onset of the Bro Style, "I'm surprised his collar's not popped up like his ego!"
Finally for the Hipsters, "Skinny jeans and a heinous cardigan," they remark. "Let me guess, purchases from a thrift store?"
Oh, the glorious resonance and scholarly character of heard voices. UP commends itself for student diversity; let us do the same for differences in individual fashion! With an open mind and ability to bite our tongue, it is possible to view "fashion don'ts" as another's "fashion do's".
Personally, I have dabbled in every category of style formerly mentioned. I guess they would whisper, "What a fashion wannabe."
So from me, the wannabe, I say, wear what you want to wear, and wear it proudly.
