Unpopped
However, for those Penn students who’ve yet to do the deed virginity carries some serious weight. From the religious to the personal, they take agency in their abstinence. They’re unpopped on purpose.
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However, for those Penn students who’ve yet to do the deed virginity carries some serious weight. From the religious to the personal, they take agency in their abstinence. They’re unpopped on purpose.
You are a customer of Alessandra Coffenberg, the owner of Penn's latest boutique. You've got style and, since you’re at Penn, you’re probably busy. Piper’s obscenely convenient location right off of Walnut on 34th means there’s no excuse not to at least peruse the boutique’s collection. Bombing that Econ exam might be exactly what you need for a little post–Van Pelt marathon shopping escape.
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In many ways, Brooklyn Flea is a like any flea market, filled with odds and ends living up to the old cliche: “one person’s trash is another person’s treasure.” Yet its atmosphere is unique to the borough, a vibrant demonstration of post-gentrification Brooklyn. In that sense, it is exactly what you’d expect as you enter the Fort Greene area, reserved for Saturdays, or Williamsburg Waterfront, on Sundays. From kimchi filled hotdogs to vintage Yves Saint Laurent pumps, you can find almost anything.
As the spectator walks through the PMA’s “Roberto Capucci: Art into Fashion,” she watches as the familiar structure of a dress blurs into constructed and abstract sculpture. The exhibit skillfully shares the intertwined themes of history, nationalism, fashion, art and, most conspicuously, the drama of color and form. Together, these convey the story of Capucci’s rise to fame and establishment of a name synonymous with the avant–garde.
The song begins softly, reminiscent of Simon and Garfunkel. As it progresses, instruments are added one by one: another voice, another guitar, until each layer of sound is reverberating off of one another. There is no hook to rely on, but a hook is unnecessary, as the band takes you step by step through the song’s story.
There really isn’t anything that’s not controversial or polarizing about Kanye West. You’d be hard–pressed to find someone who doesn’t think he’s an asshole, but somehow his assholery can make him even more appealing — not just as a musician, but as a cultural icon. There probably won’t ever be a consensus about Mr. West, which makes him a perfect candidate for a good–natured debate, in which two sides present their cases. Read on for the "Ye"s and nays of everyone’s favorite (or least favorite) personality.
All too familiar to the Class of 2013, Thomas Eakin’s The Gross Clinic pictures esteemed Dr. Samuel D. Gross, spotlit amidst a surgery scene.
When Toni Braxton’s lover, Tyson, died in a studly motorcycle accident, she belted out “Un–break My Heart.” I rediscovered the hit when I sat in on a friend’s 90s–themed college radio show. The episode was called "Divas," and somewhere after Whitney Houston, Toni got her play. Somehow, I knew every word to her breathtaking song.
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