Fashionista!

Um, so I am in graduate school at a large private university in DC, in case you didn't know. Essentially my status as a grad student defines me until May. Lately, I've been spending a lot of time on campus, which I dread for 3 reasons:

1) If I'm on campus is means I'm either studying, in class, or getting books out from the library to take home and study. Obvious complaint, I think.

2) I went to public school my entire life until now-when did all of these private school kids start making a million dollars at their part-time jobs? Where are they working that they can earn enough dough to start buying Gucci label shoes, pants, underwear, sunglasses, and butt plugs? I mean really, I want that job too! Oh, what's that, their parents gave them all of their money... Hmmm... well, where was my check? What's that Mom? My back payment check is in the mail? Sweet!

3) I am tired, no wait, disgusted with seeing young, tan girls wearing short miniskirts and tube tops. And no, this isn't because I'm a so-called "feminist" but because I, for one, am sick of seeing people NOT DRESS THEIR BODY SIZE! Number one rule of good fashion, don't show you're wobbly bits to anyone who doesn't know you or doesn't specifically ask to see them. Just because it's trendy doesn't mean you should wear it. Furthermore, just because it's trendy definitely doesn't mean it's going to look good on you, beer belly sorostitute! I know, I know, it's seems harsh that a plus size girl such as myself wouldn't rally behind these young women and their melanoma ravaged bellies, yelling "embrace your sexuality, love your body for what it is!" But I'm sorry, sometimes aesthetics just win out!