We both plan to attend law school, which we are sure will teach us new things and expose us to new perspectives. Still, nothing is quite like an undergraduate education in the liberal arts. Our lives are dedicated to learning. We are encouraged to follow our intellectual curiosity without the pressure to turn all of those interests into lucrative careers.

Books have become the perfect accessories — similar to the way you dress, they tell other people something about you. Maybe even something flattering — that you’re smarter or cooler or more interesting than the person on their phone beside you. We know that reading is cool again. But based on their (mostly) predictable selections, I’d argue that reading as a trend is the cause of many of these book clubs rather than the effect.

A student engaging in high-risk drinking or suffering from alcohol use disorder is more likely to require emergency medical services as a result of alcohol overconsumption.

People have fought for the right to learn about marginalized and minority identities, their cultures, and their histories at WashU. People are also actively fighting against that same right. It is imperative that students from all backgrounds take classes that involve identities other than their own. Unfortunately, this is not nearly as common as it should be.

One key change — a differentiation with dangerous implications for the future of our democracy — is not being thoroughly scrutinized: no live audience. 

By choosing this lifestyle on their own terms, some ‘trad wives’ serve as valuable examples of young women freely selecting a profession that aligns with their chosen way of life.

This Valentine’s Day, it’s time to brush up on your love letter writing game. Embrace your inner Shakespeare and write your sweetheart a letter they definitely won’t forget.  1. Your letter should be on paper. No exceptions.  If you have terrible handwriting, type it and print. If you’re in a long-distance relationship, plan ahead and […]

If something shocks you, talk about why without glorifying it.

I turned 20 over Thanksgiving break, and I spent my last day as a teenage girl in Orlando, Florida, in my childhood bedroom.

Maintaining relationships requires effort from all sides, and it’s crucial to remember that staying connected is a shared responsibility.