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DIY: How to make Fashion week last all year

What do you do when the sweatshop goes out to lunch? Osh! Kosh! By! Gosh! Do it yourself. Even if you can't magnadoodle your class notes in perfect calligraphy, you still should shake it up, and do a little something creative once in a while.

by GENA KATZ

Spring forward, Fall dress code

Whether fashion is a personal statement, a cultural expression or a worthless indulgence, we may never know.

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Ego of the week

Who is your fashion inspiration? I'd say probably my sisters and Kirsten Dunst. Where are you from? Orlando, Florida.

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Ask freud

The advice columns of the past were written by old women who wore reading glasses and were read by pubescent teens who were too shy to ask a real person about nocturnal emissions.

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Ego of the Week

Cristina Alberto: "I'm contributing to the Olsen empire." How would you describe your look? No, I don't know.

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Me, Myself and Ego

People want to read about people, people. So here you have it. Ego wants to celebrate Penn's (and by extension, Philadelphia's) scrappy individuals -- the styles, characters, cultures, subcultures, quirks and anomalies that make some people a little cooler, a little more attractive and just generally more interesting.

by 34TH STREET

Lego my Ego

God, if you are a feminist please do not strike me down with your giant field hockey stick. Because, I tend to believe that for girls, hooking up is a lot more about ego, and for boys about unhooking bras.

by GENA KATZ

Reviving the lost art of the dinner party

With summer ending and the back-to-school high wearing off, the season can start to lend itself more to social anxiety than an endless flow of good vibes.

by CLAIRE STAPLETON

This is my confession

There are no excuses. I know I'm very bad but I can't seem to help it. And as much as I hate to use the term, I just may be obsessed.

by DAN BLANCHARD

Just keep sucking

I was eating an entire box of Popsicles in one sitting when I realized: I am obsessed with Popsicles.

by ILENA PARKER

I'm not well

Earlier this week I was sitting with some friends when I realized something: I was talking about myself.

by GRANT GINDER

Comme Des Garcon

In 1981, when everyone else was wearing technicolored spandex and plastic baubles, Rei Kawakubo, the founder of uber-rad clothing line, Comme des Gar?on, was clothing her models in slashed up sculptures that were black from head-to-toe.

by NICKIE HUANG

Play Ball

Turning Japanese is difficult. Even if you think that you are, you probably are not. Even if you really think so, you most likely won't.

by GENA KATZ

Mo' Tokyo, yo

Remember when you used to venture fearlessly around continental Europe without running into every caustic Tom, Dick and Harry from Penn that a) you already slept with, b) you loathe and avoid like e.

by 34TH STREET

Turning Japanese

Tamagotchi: Also known as "gigapets," these loveable, friendly keychains were popular with sexually repressed school girls on BOTH sides of the Pacific.

by GRANT GINDER

Nara

I want to make art that says 'fuck you!'" says Yoshimoto Nara. The artist has earned a cult fanbase in Japan, with good reason.

by JACLYN EINIS

The biggest egos

Matt Klapper: Matt Klapper has 691 Penn friends on thefacebook.com. He likes them all. No seriously, he does.

by 34TH STREET

The surreal life

My watch has been broken for two years. Sometimes the hands move at twice their normal speed, sometimes not at all.

by 34TH STREET

Photographs of a world destroyed

At last, after this long and freezing winter, April has arrived. Fling is just around the corner, the end of the semester is on the horizon and the sun (hopefully) is about to warm our aching bones.

by LEX CHALAT

Let there be light

Rats are brilliant architects. For them, the intended purposes of humankind's designed objects hold no meaning.

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