I intern twice a week. I am always on the go, and barely have the time to get what I need to get done.

Consequently, I made a minor error. The minor error ended up being a major error,and now I feel awful.

I know it will all work out, but it makes me wonder. Am I good enough to be in the field I want to be in?

More importantly, am I right for it? Can I make a difference? I hope I can. But then again, who knows.

I meet all different kinds of people on my internship. Some of them are nice, others are arrogant and rude.

Not everything can be perfect.

To start off…
Support the Arts in Philadelphia!
Ludwig’s Garten in Philly is hosting an Open Mic Night this Saturday, Sept 15th at 3pm. The event is free but drinks are not. It is presented by the Philly Fringe Festival.
This weekend, Saturday actually, is the last week of Fringe Shows. Go check something out! You can find a calendar for the events at:
www.livearts-fringe.org
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STUFF I’M INTO THIS WEEK:

SOME NEWS FROM NEW YORK FASHION WEEK

A fashion leader, late and puzzling
By Elizabeth Wellington
Inquirer Fashion Writer

NEW YORK - On many levels, designer Marc Jacobs is a genius in America’s ready-to-wear fashion industry. And the ticket to his show is the most coveted of Fashion Week. We know he will surprise. We expect him to give us a new silhouette, possibly even confuse us.
So the world’s premier fashionistas waited Monday night outside the New York State Armory, eager to get into Jacobs’ show. As the 9 p.m. start time dragged out toward 11:04 p.m., we sat there on uncomfortable steel benches, intrigued by what appeared to be broken windows shooting up from the runway. Tori Spelling. Russell Simmons. Posh Spice. Even Vogue editor Anna Wintour. All of us waited.

Finally, the lights dimmed. Projected numbers started counting backward. And what happened next seemed like something out of Bizarro World.

Instead of appearing at the end, Jacobs ran out on the stage and thanked us, his curly hair noticeably replaced by a short cut. Then the models streamed out one by one - as they normally would at the show’s close.

Huh? Apparently, Jacobs meant to do things this way, as the booklet at my seat started with look No. 56 and counted backward to No. 1.

The looks themselves didn’t make much sense, either. The first item to come out was a costumey ball gown with a very visible satin bra and panty. The next look was a beaded gown paired with a nude, too-small sandal (which again, according to my booklet, was an intentional decision by Jacobs).

One of his gowns, adorned with poppies, “dripped” with ribbons. Then there were two football jerseys - one pink, one purple - that looked like A-line dresses. Paired with heels and patent leather sandals, they looked cute, but definitely more like pajamas than an actual outfit. An accompanying film showed models in different levels of undress.

All together, these pieces looked like hallucinations - which is quite possible, because last spring, Jacobs checked himself into rehab.

How could Jacobs, one of the leaders in setting American trends, give us partial clothing as the next big thing? How could he send women wearing too-small pumps and sandals walking down the runway?

At a time when women are rejoicing that they can dress up again, buying pretty clothing with ruching and tailoring and scalloped hems, why is Jacobs espousing homeless chic (not to mention bird’s-nest hair)? What is hot about three-quarters of a dress? What is wearable about half of a crepe gown?

Is Jacobs having a Britney moment?

But before the entire collection can be dismissed, one has to understand why fashion journalists and celebs flocked to Jacobs’ show in the first place.

The last time Jacobs showed a collection so strange, it was Spring 2005, when he single-handedly changed the reigning sleek silhouette into one that was full and layered. For his Fall 2007 collection, he bucked trends again by reintroducing the suit as important.

Each time, industry insiders laughed, the fashion press clucked. Then, unbelievably, his looks were picked up by other designers - subliminally or not - in later seasons. And Jacobs was given the ultimate credit for being a trendsetter.

So even as bizarre as the Jacobs show appeared, it still had the mark of a master behind it. While he sent chopped-up clothing down the runway, exposing some backs and midriffs, his models didn’t look trampy. As usual, he was an expert in layering, placing punchy colors over muted pieces.

The next day, Jacobs gave us a little more insight at a showing of his lower-priced line, Marc by Marc Jacobs. The models had the same rat-bitten hair, but the looks were definitely toned down. Sleeves were still missing from dresses, but at least dresses were shown in their entirety, along with full coats and shoes that fit.

So will Jacobs’ partially clothed, draped silhouette eventually be incorporated into the mainstream? As always in the fashion world, if a celebrity or an influential socialite dares to wear the pieces, the look could very well catch on - or fail miserably.

As the show ended Monday night, people were afraid to speculate. Many agreed that the show would be the most talked-about event of Fashion Week, but no one wanted to comment until they read what the critics said, and the critics were dumbfounded.

On the way out, a few journalists asked rap mogul Russell Simmons what he thought about the Jacobs show. He told us the production was great. Then he said it again.

But when we pointedly asked Simmons about the clothes, he said nothing. He just looked at us and walked away, as fast as he could.
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FYI: London Fashion Week starts on Saturday. I’m excited to see what comes out of it! I love ridiculous get-ups! Keep track with me: www.londonfashionweek.co.uk. (I’m especially interested in seeing how Stella McCartney glorifies Adidas!)

And finally:
I’ve recently been pointed in the direction of the freepeople.com fashion blog, which branches out to cool sites for clothes and/or style checks: http://blog.freepeople.com/fashion.

Enjoy!

I’ve always wanted to teach. My game is not too on point when it comes to math or science, but english? Call me lame, but words were my first true love. Before I found an appreciation for legs, hips and full lips, my love affair started with words and what they mean. And I love to read. My wall is stacked with works from the greats, past and present: James Baldwin, John Steinbeck, Amiri Baraka, Pearl Cleage and on and on. So it made sense for me to major english with a minor in education - I want to teach the next generation what I already know and value in order to generate and foster that love early.

But at this point, I’m so dissappointed and I feel my efforts are pointless. I intern at a school here in Philadelphia, serving as a teacher’s assistant for 8th grade English students. I did it last school year, and will continue this semester.

These kids don’t give a damn about what I’m trying to deliver. For every Toni Morrison I attempt to introduce to them, they introduce to me some new ghetto anthology written about drug dealers and hoodrats, written poorly and with no real value.  At one point, though very ignorant, I said to myself, “This is Philly. Maybe they’ll like to read stuff with violence?” But even the scene when Bigger puts the white chick in the furnace in “Black Boy” didn’t result in much interest on behalf of these kids. And the scene in “Of Mice and Men” when Lennie kills that mouse? While they thought it was hilarious, they only wanted to read it for that alone. I guess a big dude suffocating a mouse in his had is whats hot in the streets these days.

No matter how many times I tell them that the way they speak matters, that basic subject-verb agreement matters, they tell me that they “keep it real” and will continue to “represent” by talking like those around them. I get pissed because I’m trying to introduce them to a world outside of their own. Tha’s what reading does; it introduces you to a world and way of thought outside of your own. But these kids aren’t hearing that. They only want to read about, talk like, and know about things that parallel their own universe. Where the fuck do they get that from? Is it taught? Who tells them not to reach outside of their surroundings and what they are used to, and embrace something different. What happened to being well-rounded? You don’t have to be like everyone around you. It’s okay to want to learn, to want to stretch your thought process. Every damn day I go in and feel like I’m talking to myself. Maybe it’s my delivery. I don’t talk down to these kids, and I don’t talk AT these kids. I talk with them, we dialogue, we have discussion. But everyday, its the same shit “why we gotta read about places we aint never gonna go?” “real people dont talk like the people in this book! this is dumb” “why this book got so many pages? we really gotta read all of this?”

When I was younger, I never understood people who DIDNT like to read. I was considered a “cool nerd” I hung out, everyone wanted to know me, but I was always the one who wanted to learn MORE than what was given to me. As they say, I had a thirst for knowledge. Today’s kids just don’t give a fuck. Learning is not a priority. Blame the schools, blame the parents…everyone blames someone, but no one has found the real problem. I’m working in the public schools of Philadelphia, where funding is severely lacking, and the kids are more concerned with getting to school safely than opening a book. So maybe thats the problem. I can’t get upset with the kids. It’s a societal issue. Maybe?

I don’t know. What I DO know is that I’m still pissed right now. And I need some answers how to reach these kids before I reach a breaking point. Any suggestions?

I’m not gonna lie. I don’t know how blogs work. But I’m pretty good at talking about myself. And Perez Hilton does entertain me for hours with his mindless blog, so I don’t see how I could do this wrong. p.s. holler at my shameless plug: www.perezhilton.com - it’s all the rage these days.

Ever since I finished that last sentence, I’ve come to thinking…if you’re gonna follow my blog, you’ll probably want to know more about me.
(Disclaimer the First: If you don’t watch TV…do not inquire further. You won’t like me and I will feel indifferent towards you.)

So because this is a college blog….I’ll tell you how I’ve spent college so far…Chapter 1, if you will: My freshman year, I attended Pace University in New York City as a Marketing major…but I quickly realized I’m not uptight enough for those Wall Street types or insane enough to enjoy NYC as a resident. Right after I decided I was going to tranfer, I enrolled in an internship program slash summer-long business seminar at Stanford University. My internship was in San Francisco, for a music promotion company called Bill Graham Presents, which is now owned by Clear Channel Entertainment. In the Fall, I went back to my hometown of Philadelphia to attend Temple University, and live the life of a townie. I switched my major to Public Relations. I spent a few months studying abroad and galavanting through Europe. Another summer program at UCLA. Now I’m pursuing an education in art, studying Print Design at UArts. If I don’t like it at this school…I guess I can fall back on mocking the ridiculous-ness of art students. And they can mock me when they (and I) realize that soon, I’ll be too old to still be in college. It’s win-win.

Besides just trying to make it to the real world, I enjoy the social scene of drinking at philly bars (the Standard Tap in No. Libs. is my favorite), being non-active but very intent on saving the whales, craving sushi but then not really wanting it when it’s in front of me (Disclaimer the Second: No whales’ friends were harmed in me wanting to do this because I only eat vegetable sushi), marathon TV watching, music snobbishness (sometimes it’s okay to think you’re better than others), cutting my jeans into shorts…then regretting it when winter approaches (<–this is a new thing i just got into), and being okay with the fact that I’m going to be late for class so the blog stops here.

xo.

FYI:

Bone: Patella

I will also be blogging on here. My name’s Stacy, and I’m a journalism major at TU (that’s Temple U).I just transferred from an extremely small college, and Temple has been a huge adjustment for me. I can’t help but compare my old school and Temple.

Right now, I’m currently focused on my major. Am I good enough for this field? Sometimes, I don’t know. All of my stuff gets heavily edited from student editors and real editors, so sometimes, like today, I don’t have the confidence.

I miss the mountains. No, I’m not a country girl, but I used to attend college near this beautiful park.

Isn’t it beautiful? My friends and I used to sit up there and talk, and it was almost like a piece of heaven.

Anyways, I have a ton of homework to do, so I’ll probably do another post next week.

If you’re in Philadelphia, check out PhillyFringe this weekend-it’s supposed to be good

Damn I guess I’m the first one to blog. I was hoping I could look at what someone else wrote, steal it, and make it funnier/wittier/ruder/add more curse words/add some insults, etc…you know, plagiarism with a bit of spice. But no haps, gotta make up my own shit 

So I bet you want to know everything about me, hunh?

WELL, I’m a sophomore at Philadelphia University, orginally from Upper Marlboro, Maryland (PG COUNTY!!). I’m studying Interior Design because, basically, I want to decorate shit. Yeah there’s other stuff involved, like space planning, building codes, architectural graphics, and all the other stuff thats listed on the website under my concentration. See: http://www.philau.edu/schools/add/ugradmajors/interiordesign/ ….. I told you so.

My school is located in an area that I still can’t remember the name of. Like, one week its Manayunk, then its Roxborough, then its East Falls, all depending on who I ask. I stopped caring after my first day freshman year when I realized that no matter where the school is, I’m still not in walking distance of a major shopping district.

I miss Maryland like crazy. I still haven’t gotten used to 20 yr old men with beards or 40 yr old men with braids…boggles my damn mind. I still don’t think its acceptable for girls with guts to wear belly shirts, to wear plastic earrings in bright colors, or walk like they are in desparate need of an enema. But thats Philly for you. Sorry, but Maryland will always be the better choice. I just came here for school because my parents didn’t believe in spending $25,000 + a year at U of Maryland for me to learn how to coordinate colors and shit. Besides, Philly U is a great school, fell in love with it when I came…and am honestly enjoying my time here.

Thats a little about me. I’ll try to post at least twice a week so keep reading. And some other people will be posting to, but I’m willing to bet you’ll find me most entertaining

Welcome to your new favorite blog, the UniversityBay News Blog. I am the one and only BayBear, and I will be your blog mediator/friend/editor as I am the poster child for UniversityBay. Before we begin, let me tell you a thing or two about this new great college website we call UniversityBay:

UniversityBay, LLC is an online service established in 2006 by Bruce Marable and Hollis I. Gilliam, headquartered in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The company offers college students an electronic bulletin board which serves as an intimate network for students; providing them with a means to access and transfer commodities from one college student to another within the same campus. In addition, companies will have the ability to post job, internship, and volunteer opportunities, while local realtors will have the opportunity to advertise available student housing to students who desire to live off-campus. The service is completely web-based, offering easy access to students throughout the country.

UniversityBay.com isn’t for everyone and we’ve been so kind to develop a little checklist to help you figure it out…plus, you’re gonna need to save those brain cells for psych 101.

Top 5 Ways to Know if You Belong on UniversityBay.com
1. You’re enrolled in a college/university as a freshman, sophomore, junior, senior, or SUPERsenior (yeah, we said it), with an active school, “.edu”, email address.
2. Books are a requirement for your classes [you did sign up for classes this semester, didn’t you?].
3. The living room couch somehow ended up being used as a floatation device during last night’s frat party.
4. You’ve been transferred to a college closer to home and are in desperate search of a place of your own before mom and dad suggest giving you your old room back.
5. You are a company or realtor wanting to post job, internship or volunteer opportunities, or available student housing to all of the UniversityBay.com’ers.

And now that we think you’ve got the point…we would also like for you to start utilizing our newest feature, this news blog, and start commenting and linking to your favorite student’s blog. Best believe we will have a very strong team of college bloggers (who blog in between beer pong, keg parties and maybe studying…lol) on here on a daily basis, so we’re sure you’ll find something interesting to comment on pretty regularly. Well, I think I’ve said enough.

Later for you students!

Going back in the cave…signing off..It’s BayBear snitches!