Graduation.

A time for celebration. A time for remembrance. A time for nostalgia. There will be parties and dinners, and congratulations all around. But seeing as how you’re now another post-grad girl without a job or savings the thing you’ll probably be the most excited about are the presents. I mean call us superficial but I feel like there has to be a few perks to leaving behind one of the parts of your life. And that means presents.

And while your family and friends all mean well. Sometimes their ideas of a good gift for graduating seniors are just a little bit of the mark. Ladies,  I present to you some of the ugliest graduation gifts ever.

I remember we used the alias “Bert” to talk about my best friend’s 6^th grade boyfriend “Ben.” We felt like secret agents. She can recount—from my shirt down to my shoes—what I was wearing on the day of my first kiss. She knows because the outfit was hers.

We have known each other for more than half of our lives, which means we have witnessed every awkward haircut and change in screen name, and all the different breaks: the skin breakout, the family breakdown, the bitter breakup, the agonizing heartbreak. She was there to get me tissues when I teared up in class after a run-in with my ex-boyfriend in the hallway. I came to her house with pint of Chunky Monkey after she found out her crush was moving to Missouri.

This winter break, we came together in my parents’ kitchen and laughed over how painful those minor heartbreaks felt at the time, and how silly they seem in retrospect. My ex-boyfriend is still wandering the high school hallways, working on graduating, and her crush in Missouri now plays for the other team.

Acting on a playful indulgence, or maybe something deeper, we recalled and wrote down, one by one, each of our boyfriends and sort-of-boyfriends and barely-boyfriends. There was the impulsive artist who said “I love you” and took it back the next day, the emaciated poet who found someone new in less time than it takes for milk to curdle, the detached engineer who introduced me as his “friend,” the gargantuan football player who had a thing for feet. We relied on each other to fill in lacunae of our romantic memory—the men we tried to forget, the boys we had actually forgotten. The historic exercise took us all the way back to our middle school mini-romances, where things got blurry, and our hair was a lot frizzier.

The last boy on my list was Sam, whom I had a crush on in the 3^rd grade because of his budding chivalry: he agreed to trade his pizza school lunch for my lifeless PB&J. The next day, he asked for his pizza back, and I cried and told him I had already eaten it.

We looked over our lists, comparing notes. She reminded me to add the Indian guy who told me kissing his ex-girlfriend was like “kissing my mother.” She crossed out the boy in 8^th grade who would only talk to her on his GuitarBoy555 screen name, because neither of us could remember his real name. Read More »

So it seems CollegeCandy’s Dude is the most popular guy, like, ever. You ladies just can’t get enough. You’d think he was Bradley Cooper! (Maybe he is….that’s one secret we’ll never tell.) Luckily, this guy’s a giver (even more reason to love him) and he’s gonna bring you even more of his wisdom. Only instead of answering specific questions, he’s telling us what we all want to know and never had the balls to ask. Don’t worry, he’ll still be back every Wednesday for Ask a Dude!

Welcome to a SUPERSIZED Dude’s List this week where we take a look at guys’ pet peeves with you gals. We’re not perfect and would never claim to be. For one, we’d get in trouble for thinking such an impossibility or those of us who would think we’re perfect assume it goes without being said (screw you, Bieber!) Regardless, here’s a smattering of the little things you do that we sometimes make bigger in our heads, and sometimes make us long for alcohol.

A small disclaimer: Many of the pet peeves on this list have been corroborated by members of the female gender after initial polling of fellow males. I’m all about thoroughness when it comes to research…

1. An hour to powder
Look, we understand that this (imagine me indicating my face) takes a while to put on. A lot of ladies tend to put a bit more thought and effort into how they present themselves. Fair enough. But between the cleansers, exfoliating, acne washes, acid masks, and moisturizers, the minutes of the day are ticking away and WE HAVE TO GET IN THERE, TOO!

2. Being treated as a purse holder
When you pass the purse into our hands at parties, we feel like an accessory rather than a date. We also need two hands. This applies to coats, shoes that are ruining your feet but you wear anyway because they’re pretty, and small dogs. Read More »

There are about a million of celebrities we would like to see in their underwear. And don’t get all, “ugh, you guys are gross and objectifying men” because you know you’re drooling on your keyboard right now just picturing Collin Egglesfield in a pair of boxer briefs. It’s OK, I am too. [Wipes mouth.]

But of all the celebrities we would want to see strip it down, we got stuck with Russell Brand. And home boy isn’t even sporting some Michael Jordan Hanes.

He’s rocking the tighty whitey look. Outside. Spread eagle. Checking his texts.

There is so much wrong with that statement that I’m not even sure where to begin.

And it doesn’t help that Mr. Perry is in one of those awkward files. You know, the pile of celebrities we just can’t decide whether they are attractive or not. Like, he’s got some nice features (his eyes are nice, his teeth are straight and he’s got the skinny thighs so many girls dream about), but is he sexy or scary? Is he hot or not? And would he be as hot without eyeliner the gorgeous Katy Perry on his arm?

Look, it’s Monday and these are the things I think about, OK? I mean, it’s either this or my History final, and in the grand scheme of things, I’d rather think about Russell Brand in his undies than what happened in 1896.

So what do you guys think? Is Russell Brand a tightie whitey wearing hottie?

Unsurprisingly, most of the news of the week remained focused on Osama bin Laden’s death. More details arose about the successful Navy SEAL mission, called “Operation Geronimo,” that took down the terrorist mastermind at his secret compound in Pakistan. For instance, Pres. Obama’s approval rating jumped 9 points (which is a lot) after bin Laden’s death. Also, a bomb-sniffing dog was apparently a key part of the take-down Osama team. The pentagon is tight-lipped about the identity of said-dog…wouldn’t want the fame to go to his head? The White House also decided not to release pictures of the deceased terrorist, raising suspicions in many-a-conspiracy-theorists’ mind. Al-Qaeda , though, did confirm his death.

National test results released this week revealed that (shocker) American students lack civic knowledge. Only 24% of seniors scored “proficient” in civic knowledge. I’m not sure how I would have done on the test, but I do know the purpose of The Bill of Rights, which fewer than half of eighth graders could repeat. Another stat: three-quarters of high school seniors did not know any of the powers granted to Congress in the Constitution. Sandra Day O’Connor, a pretty bomb female US Supreme Court Justice, responded to the results, saying that “we have neglected civic education for the past several decades, and the results are predictably dismal.” Read More »

College is stressful. We know it. That’s why we’re all about finding good (healthy) ways to destress and chill out…like yoga. And what better way to do yoga than with your very own custom CollegeCandy yoga mat?!

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And now…the part you’ve all been waiting for…how to enter to win.

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So we are in a little bit of a predicament, my friends. On the one hand, summer is almost here, meaning bikinis, boats, and (hopefully) cute boys to hang out with in said bikinis on said boats. On the other hand, summer is almost here (wah wah), meaning we are not only spending these weeks studying our little (or big) badonk-a-donks off, but any moment not spent studying (or stress eating) is spent drinking with our pals because hey, we only have a few more weeks left and we want to remember all those good times we spent drinking together until we didn’t remember drinking together. Ah, those times are the greatest. I think.

The only problem is that situation numero dos (the drinking/not remembering eating that entire pizza at 2am) doesn’t help us out with situation number one (bikinis and fitting our booties into one).

When we drink (and we all know this by now), we’re not only consuming a ton of calories from our friend the frozen marg, but much like that fabulous children’s book “If You Give A Moose A Muffin,” if you give me a tequila shot, I’m going to want some mac and cheese/pizza/other late night snack to go with it. And that means may-jor (Rachel Zoe voice) extra fat and calories.

Unless you have some healthier versions of your favorite tasty treats up your sleeve, which – yay! – I do.  I’ve spent some time playing around my kitchen and come up with a trusty arsenal of late night foods that satisfy the late night craving minus the late night calories. Seems too good to be true? Well, whip these up in your kitchen (or dorm room) and you’ll realize that it’s not! Read More »

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Maybe it’s because I’m graduating soon or maybe because I’ve been watching too many Dawson’s Creek reruns or maybe it’s because I spend too much time around my younger cousins, but lately I’ve been feeling a bit nostalgic. And not in the “oh remember freshman year-that was so much fun” sort of way. But in the “oh, remember back before cell phones and DVRs and the second rise of skinny jeans” sort of way. And speaking of way back when, remember when we wore scrunchies in our hair and waited for Friday night because that’s when TGIF was on? Remember when all we wanted to do was stay home from school to play with our favorite toys?

10. Beanie Babies.  It had to get a mentioned. I mean, what girl didn’t have a Beanie Baby (or 40) back in the day? With their little TY tags that told you their name and had a little rhyme about them. They had everything from turkeys to bears to penguins to French poodles. And I wanted them all….and still have ‘em all.

9. Tamagotchi. Not only did our generation pave the way for obsession with electronic toys, but we also learned responsibility as well. Our Tamagotchi’s and nano babies and all those other electronic pets had to be fed and played with and taken care of on a regular basis. It was like we did the whole “pretend this egg is a baby” thing years in advance.

8. Easy Bake Oven. Easily the childhood toy with the biggest reward. Because after we went through the very difficult process of baking and decorating our cupcakes and our cookies we were able to eat them. Raw dough. Mmm. Delicious. Read More »

You didn’t leave all your work until Sunday night did you? What!?! You did. That’s okay. No stress. You’ll get it all done. We’re so sure that you’ll get it all done that we’re giving you a few more excuses to procrastinate. This week we’re  remembering all our favorite flash music mobs. Why? Because we’re jealous that we’ve never been a part of one.

You’re welcome.

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