Entertainment and Its Influence

August 6th, 2026

Growing up, I was not very interested in social media because I did not have a phone until I was twelve, only a month away from turning thirteen which was the Iphone 8 Plus. Before social media became part of my life, I was in love with painting. Painting gave me a way to express myself without worrying about how other people would react. I could choose the colors, create different images, and let my imagination guide me. There were no likes, comments, views, or followers attached to what I created. I painted because I enjoyed it, not because I wanted attention or approval from other people.

Getting my first phone changed the way I spent my free time. Shortly after I got it, I downloaded Snapchat and quickly became attached to the app. At that age, having a phone felt exciting because it gave me access to a completely different world. I could communicate with friends, take pictures, post about my day, and see what everyone else was doing. Social media became one of my main forms of entertainment, but I did not yet understand how strongly it could influence my confidence, behavior, and sense of privacy.

When I was in middle school, I would constantly post on Snapchat. I sometimes spammed my story with pictures, random thoughts, videos, and updates about my life. At the time, I did not think much about who was watching or how people might respond. I was still young and did not fully understand that once something is shared online, other people can screenshot it, save it, send it around, or talk about it without my knowledge. I treated social media like a personal diary, even though it was being viewed by many different people.

Because I posted so frequently, I became exposed to judgment at a young age. People could form opinions about me based on a short video, an awkward picture, or something I posted without thinking. Middle school is already a difficult time because many young people are trying to fit in and understand who they are. Social media can make that experience even harder because every mistake or embarrassing moment has the potential to become public. Instead of simply experiencing an awkward phase privately, young people may feel as though they are performing their lives in front of an audience.

The pressure did not always come from direct comments. Sometimes it came from noticing who viewed my story, who responded, or who ignored what I posted. Social media can train people to search for validation through numbers and reactions. A person may begin to wonder why one post received more attention than another or why certain friends did not respond. Even when nobody says anything negative, the silence can still make someone question themselves. Entertainment stops being harmless when it begins controlling how a person feels about their appearance, friendships, or self-worth.

My need for validation became especially noticeable on Instagram. After posting a photo or story, I would repeatedly check the app, sometimes every few seconds, to see whether I had received any new likes or views. Instead of posting something and moving on with my day, I became obsessed with watching the numbers increase. The amount of engagement I received could affect my mood and influence how I felt about myself. If a post did not receive as many likes as I expected, I would wonder whether people disliked the photo or were judging me.

I would also spend long periods reviewing my own profile and replaying old Instagram stories. Sometimes, I would look through stories from six months earlier and repeatedly stare at the list of people who had liked or viewed them. It was almost as though I was trying to relive the attention I had received during that moment. Rather than enjoying a memory for what it was, I focused on how other people had reacted to it. Looking back, I realize that I was placing too much importance on numbers that did not truly measure the quality of my life, my appearance, or my relationships.

This behavior showed me how social media can turn ordinary moments into performances. I was no longer only taking pictures because I wanted to remember an experience. I was also thinking about whether the picture was attractive enough to post, how many people would respond, and whether it would make my life appear interesting. Social media made it difficult to separate genuine memories from the desire to be seen and validated by an audience.

Social media also creates pressure to constantly show that something is happening in your life. People often post vacations, parties, relationships, achievements, expensive purchases, and exciting experiences. They rarely show the boring, lonely, uncomfortable, or disappointing parts of their lives. As a result, it can become easy to compare your complete life to somebody else’s carefully selected highlights. Even though I understood that people were only showing certain moments, seeing these posts could still influence how I viewed my own life.

Another issue was that I did not understand the importance of privacy. When I was younger, I believed that sharing everything helped people know me. As I became older, I realized that not everyone deserves access to every part of my life. Privacy is not the same as hiding or being dishonest. Privacy can be a form of protection. It gives people the opportunity to experience emotions, relationships, accomplishments, and difficult moments without immediately turning them into content.

It took me years to understand this lesson. After using Snapchat for approximately eight years, I eventually deleted it. Deleting an app that had been part of my daily routine for so long was a major decision. Snapchat had been present throughout much of my teenage life, so removing it meant changing a habit that had become normal to me. I no longer wanted to feel pressured to document every moment, maintain streaks, or constantly check what other people were doing.

Deleting Snapchat did not erase every insecurity or completely remove social media from my life. However, it helped me become more aware of my relationship with technology. I started thinking more carefully about why I was posting and what I hoped to receive from it. Was I sharing something because it was meaningful to me, or was I looking for attention? Was I enjoying an experience, or was I mainly thinking about how it would appear online? These questions helped me recognize that entertainment should add something positive to my life instead of taking control of it.

Entertainment itself is not necessarily harmful. Social media, television, movies, music, and other forms of media can help people relax, learn, connect, and feel understood. Social media can introduce people to new ideas and communities that they may not have access to in their everyday lives. It can help artists share their work, small businesses reach customers, and people stay connected across long distances. The problem begins when entertainment becomes an obsession or replaces creativity, real-life communication, and personal reflection.

Looking back, I sometimes think about the difference between painting and posting online. Painting allowed me to create something slowly and privately. Social media encouraged me to react quickly and share immediately. Painting taught me patience, while social media often encouraged instant gratification. One activity was focused on creating for myself, while the other sometimes made me focus too much on how I would be perceived by others.

This does not mean that I have to completely reject technology to reconnect with the person I was before getting a phone. Instead, I can create healthier boundaries. I can choose what I share, limit the time I spend scrolling, and remind myself that I do not need to document everything. I can also make space for hobbies that do not involve an audience. Painting, writing, walking, reading, or simply spending time alone can be meaningful even when nobody else sees them.

My experience taught me that entertainment has the power to shape a person’s habits and identity, especially when they are young. At twelve years old, I did not understand that downloading one app could influence the way I communicated, viewed privacy, and searched for validation. Now, I understand that I have more control over what I consume and what I allow other people to see.

Deleting Snapchat after eight years represented more than removing an application from my phone. It represented growth. I was letting go of the belief that I needed to constantly update other people about my life. I began recognizing that some of the most important moments do not need to be photographed, posted, or explained. They can simply be experienced.

Entertainment will always influence society, but we can decide how much influence it has over our individual lives. Social media can be a useful tool, but it should not determine our confidence or replace our sense of identity. Learning to protect my privacy and become more intentional about what I share has helped me develop a healthier relationship with the online world. I am still learning, but I now recognize that my life does not become more valuable simply because other people can see it.

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By Aaron Newman

Aaron Newman is an Education Studies major minoring in Digital Studies. Originally from Fort Lauderdale, he writes about relationships, entertainment and fashion. He also writes about the hardship and being optimistic about his struggles and looking forward to the present and future.


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How Fashion Builds Community

August 5th, 2026
Photo By Alyssa Hong. Fit check for a grocery shopping day. Outfit details: Madwell cardigan, white tank, long jean skirt, and Trader Joes lavender tote bag.

Some may argue that clothes are a simple matter of wearing whatever is most comfortable, creating the illusion of materiality. Yet, the opposite can too be true. 

When the wearer chooses items based on color, shape, or design, they are often signaling something underlying. Baggy to flowy to fitted — the fit of clothes becomes an identity expression. Choosing to be comfortable tells society that you care little about what it thinks because you prefer being flexible, but in contrast, wearing skin-tight clothes can have the same effect. This is because the perspective is all about the person wearing the clothes: how they perceive themselves in relation to others and vice-versa. 

At my women’s college, fashion conveys what words cannot. Electric pink hair might mention someone’s desire to tell the world how lame it is to fit into boxes. Tuscan-style with chunky belts and cowboy boots arm people with a no-so-secret desire to travel (the pursuit of the most curious or adventurous types of people). Even things like the choice of loafers over sneakers could communicate someone’s desire to follow their own modesty or serious nature. 

Take, for instance, myself. I am not shy to admit that I am a transformer, always trying different styles and colors. On days when I wish not to be perceived, blending in with my own understanding of mundanity, I will wear baggier clothes with much simpler cuts, designs, or no frills at all. No make-up is automatic. Call it basic if you will. However, on days when I want to experiment and express my displeasure, the color black becomes instant. Coloring very closely to my water line, my eyeliner is smudgy, smokey, and sharp. Structure is one of the easiest ways I express my desire to curse society. Fitted tops with black lace and dark wash jeans reflect my rage and revenge, taking back my own body and face. 

Photo by Alyssa Hong. Another fit check. Outfit details: white cardigan, sunglasses, Hello Kitty bag, BDG jeans.

I may be a shape shifter, but that’s what makes community easy to find. Because of my interest in multiple aesthetics, shifting through people in search of belonging becomes that much clearer. I learn from people’s experiences, backgrounds, and interests through what they wear, where they shop, and which pieces are their favorite. 

Monica wears high quality pieces, unafraid of dirt but takes care of them. This not only tells me that she values the clothes’ materials, but maintains them through her sheer effort. Her lack of fear for ruining her clothes reminds me that she is here to live life through and through. She might seem picky but she is stating her unwillingness to be held back by society and never waits for the “right” moment. She is brave and determined beyond doubt. 

Kylie has an alternative style with flowy lace and an array of dark to bright colors. Her rejection of mainstream politics is truly evident in her taste. Sometimes though, you can find her in more comfortable hoodies or sweaters overtop a long white skirt. Her whimsical nature gently appears in these moments. She is persistent and sometimes unyielding but always knows where to put her energy and admit where she might find fault. 

Irene loves green and she tends to lean towards more comfortable clothes with a loose fit. She is very understanding and politically active. Her charm comes from the middle of the week when her STEM courses overload her mind, leaving her with no minute to spare. She is resilient and always adapts, sometimes not too easily. She is her own critic; yet, she is rare to criticize others. 

From asking where people get their clothes to simply shopping together, fashion has this innate ability to create bonds for people like an underlying signal of likeness. Subconscious choice transforms into purposeful expression; that way we show who we are to others and receive a response. Oftentimes, our expression brings us to become part of a larger collective like music in a way. 

Thus, our clothes become demonstrative symbols of us differentiating ourselves in a sea of 8 billion people; yet, we all learn to belong somewhere, somehow. 


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By Alyssa Hong

Alyssa Hong is a rising Junior at Barnard College, studying Political Science with a minor in English. As a first-generation, low-income student, she writes about moving across the country for college and its adjustments. She utilizes entertainment, wellness/health/food, and fashion/beauty as methods to making new connections with others whilst always learning.


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Learning to Feel Comfortable With Yourself

August 2nd, 2026
Brooklyn Bridge at sunset. Photo by Polina Makarova.

Standing in front of the mirror, I adjusted my outfit for what felt like the tenth time. The clothes were not the problem. Nothing looked wrong, but something still felt incomplete. I changed my top, fixed my hair, and looked at myself again, hoping that one small adjustment would suddenly make me feel more confident.

For a long time, I believed confidence was something other people naturally had. Some students walked into class looking completely comfortable, spoke without overthinking every word, and seemed to know exactly who they were. I often wondered how they made it look so easy.

When I moved to the United States, that feeling became even stronger. I was learning how to live in a new country while also trying to understand college, friendships, language, and a completely different culture. Even simple conversations sometimes made me nervous because I worried about my accent or whether I had expressed myself correctly.

New York City made this experience both easier and more difficult. The city gives people space to reinvent themselves, but it can also make you feel as though everyone around you is already more interesting, successful, and confident. On the streets, I saw people wearing bold outfits, expressing themselves freely, and moving through the city as if they completely belonged there.

At first, I tried to find confidence through appearance. Fashion became one of the easiest ways for me to communicate without speaking. Choosing an outfit helped me feel more prepared before class, an event, or even an ordinary walk through the city. When I liked the way I looked, I felt slightly more capable of handling the day.

However, I eventually understood that appearance could support my confidence, but it could not create it completely.

There were days when I wore an outfit I loved and still felt anxious or insecure. There were also days when I wore something simple, barely thought about my appearance, and felt completely comfortable because I was surrounded by people I trusted. Those moments helped me realize that comfort comes less from looking perfect and more from feeling safe enough to be yourself.

Learning to feel comfortable with myself happened slowly. It was not one dramatic moment where I suddenly stopped caring about other people’s opinions. Instead, it happened through small experiences.

It happened when I raised my hand in class even though I was afraid my answer might be wrong. It happened when I started conversations with new people instead of waiting for them to approach me. It happened when I stopped changing my outfit simply because I worried that someone else might not like it.

I also became more comfortable when I stopped comparing my progress to everyone around me. College can make comparison feel unavoidable. Someone always appears to have a better internship, a larger friend group, higher grades, or a clearer plan for the future. Social media makes those differences feel even greater because we usually see the most successful and attractive moments of someone’s life, not the uncertainty behind them.

I still compare myself sometimes, but now I try to recognize when it happens. I remind myself that moving to another country, studying in a second language, and building a life in New York are accomplishments of their own. My journey does not need to look exactly like anyone else’s to be meaningful.

Writing this ebook also helped me understand myself better. Each chapter gave me an opportunity to reflect on how fashion, mental health, friendship, loneliness, and self-care have shaped my college experience. I began writing about style, but I discovered that personal style is connected to something much deeper: identity.

The clothes we choose can show parts of who we are, but becoming comfortable with yourself means accepting the parts that cannot be styled or hidden. It means accepting your accent, your mistakes, your changing goals, and the version of yourself that is still learning.

I do not believe confidence means never feeling insecure. To me, confidence now means continuing to live honestly even when insecurity appears. It means wearing what makes you happy, speaking even when your voice feels uncertain, and allowing yourself to take up space.

I am still learning how to feel completely comfortable with myself. Some days are easier than others, but I no longer expect confidence to arrive all at once. I see it as something built through small choices and repeated acts of self-acceptance.

You do not have to become a completely different person to feel like you belong. Sometimes, you simply have to give yourself time to recognize that you already do.

Takeaway

Feeling comfortable with yourself does not require perfection. Start by making small choices that feel honest to you, whether that means wearing something you love, sharing your opinion, or stopping yourself from making an unfair comparison. Confidence grows when you allow yourself to be seen as you are.


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Polina Makarova is an English Literature major at Pace University and a Publishing Intern at Campus Clipper. Originally from Russia, she writes about student life, wellness, fashion, and personal growth while navigating college life in New York City.


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Preparation for Life Beyond: An Interview with Elliott

July 28th, 2026

One thing college students are familiar with is worrying about how they will navigate life after graduation. And no matter how far away you are from the commencement ceremony, it is likely that the more conversations you strike up with your peers, the more clear it will become how many of us are silently panicking that we won’t fare well once we no longer have our studies to fall back upon.

Being two years away from the finish line, I’m wrestling with these questions too. So to gain some insight into postgraduate life, I decided to interview my friend Elliott, who just graduated from California Baptist University with a degree in studio production this past May.

I asked him five questions relating to how college prepared him for life beyond and what his experiences so far have taught him about taking the first steps as a degree-holding, full-time working adult.

From Elliott’s graduation Instagram post

Firstly, he described for me the difference between what he envisioned post-grad life to look like and what it actually feels like for him right now. He shared that, “currently, [his] job was not something that [he] had even considered while [he] was in school.” He knew that there were people who worked within his current specialty but hadn’t viewed the position as a serious option for himself based on his major. So taking a more critical perspective on the college experience, he shared about his realization that “much of what [he] did in school was also to benefit the university and not just to benefit [his] future career.”

His advice to current college students further emphasizes recognizing that universities are as much institutional edifices with their own interests to protect as they are support systems for students. He explained that students must learn to “stand up for [themselves] because, while [their] school is looking out for [them], it’s mainly looking out for itself.”

Despite his distrust in the diploma enterprise, I wanted to know what skills and knowledge he acquired as a student that happened to unexpectedly be of value, and for Elliott that happened to be a bias for action. Most of us have experience procrastinating on an assignment until the very last minute, and good news: that may actually work out in your favor later.

Like Elliott’s, one of your future jobs may involve being delegated high-priority, time-sensitive tasks with little to no notice, and handling the situation will require knowing how to work efficiently under pressure—a skill well-developed by due-at-midnight papers being put off until three in the afternoon the same day. However, you probably shouldn’t use that as an excuse to put off your papers.

As for acclimating to adulthood, Elliott identified one critical learning curve that he’s navigated within the past two months and a couple ways he’s measuring growth now that the external metrics of academia have fallen away. 

He illustrated how the post-graduation employment process exposed him to more opportunities for rejection, saying, “I didn’t really apply to that many jobs while I was in school, and the ones that I did apply to, almost everyone was hired.” So while he had experience being ignored by employers, he wasn’t familiar with being directly informed that a hiring team wasn’t interested.

But he’s managed to find ways to determine what advancement means for himself. He recommends determining one’s personal goals—relational, financial, and the like. Often, these have no objective means for measurement, allowing space for achievement to be defined by the goal-setter.

However, Elliott also suggests that new graduates invest time and energy in their hobbies outside of work. He has frequently found them to be “more fulfilling” than a potentially monotonous day-to-day job by allowing himself to create various opportunities for engaging his creativity and reaching the point of “a finished product that [he] can look at and feel self-rewarded for.”

So as you prepare for life beyond your degree, keep in mind the lessons Elliott’s learned thus far: Be assertive and don’t be hesitant to ask for the support you need. Develop the skill of adaptability for when you face unplanned demands, disappointments, and setbacks. Look for fulfillment beyond your career, and, “Don’t worry so much about your future because things are going to fall into place.”


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Lauren Gascon studies Media, Culture, and Communication at NYU and enjoys discussing people’s relationships with each other and themselves. When she’s not on campus, you can find her café hopping, browsing bookstores, or enjoying lunch in one of New York City’s many beautiful parks.


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Music is everything

July 28th, 2026
Photo by Alyssa Hong. Image of Kylie and I’s blend on Spotify.

Tuning in, the radio hums a popular song. Each grainy interruption from the radio host acts as a transition from pop to rock to country. My groggy eyes blinked open from sheer will and shutting from exhaustion. The heat blowing into my arms warms my body to the subtle sounds of the radio. Every melody and word combines into a beautiful hug, coating my ears and putting my worries to ease. 

Every morning before school was the exact same for thirteen years. Maybe, this was where my love for music came from. More accurately, it is the rhythm that soothes my soul, the calm eeriness from the silence cut by beats, or the lyrics that made me feel that I was less alone. 

When moving to college, this same activity took a new form. Walking the streets of New York City without music is physically impossible. Discovering new artists or albums to fill every single situation became a way to cope, but more than anything, it allowed me to meet new people and connect with them. 

Running errands with Kylie officiated a ritual of listening to the same song. We shared airpods or synced our songs if I was wearing headphones. The rain fell so violently as we ran around to the most loud hiphop. When frolicking through central park, we listened to a gentle indie pop. Each event had its own distinct song choices.

Eventually, we found common ground. Knocking on my dorm room door, she burst into my room and took over the aux. My Alexa became a victim to the torturous clutches of Billie Eilish as we took turns interpretive dancing. Flinging around my arms and legs to the world’s saddest music ever will never not amuse my memories. I made hand movements to mimic the song’s lyrics; thus, each song became uniquely ours. Kylie dropped to her knees, spun in a circle, and window-wipered her arms to create the illusion of heartbreak. Every movement meant something.

Once our stomachs were tight from our hysterical laughing, we took a rest to discuss what type of genres we enjoyed. From that I learned so much about Kylie that I probably would have never known. That she had spent her childhood in England and that she was from LA. Her range of listening highlights how entirely open-minded she is, never discriminating between the most unexpected combination of artists like Playboi Carti and Mitski.

Usually when people mention that they listen to a bit of everything, they lie because they always gravitate to one genre and listen to one song from each genre. However, for Kylie, she truly listens to the good, terrible, and mediocre music all at once without discrimination. 

Her music taste enabled a connection over indie and alternative music artists like The Marias, Clairo, Steve Lacy, and many more. It also taught me that she is truly a curious person in nature from some of her more unpopular favorites. 

Kylie is only one of many that I have connected and learned about from music. 

Music can be a form of expression too: when people take care of their appearances, they often reflect the type of music in their style choices. On my campus, it is clear who listens to things like Deftones or conversely Sabrina Carpenter. Not all appearances show music taste, however, it can be an easy basis to contemplate their likes or dislikes. 

Since knowing that Kylie loves music and goes to concerts, we’ve planned and executed multiple concerts or festivals together. For one, taking the F-train towards Forest Hill Stadium. Geared in our concert attire and handheld fans, we made it to the All Things Go music festival to see the acts (primarily, The Marias and Clairo). All night dancing, singing, and just enjoying the music together made me realize how music is everything. 

It connects all of us, relates to all of us. From genre to song to lyric, even the slightest detail can allow friendships to be made and strengthened. You can learn so much from what artists or genres the people around you listen to. Music reveals the soul; it is everything.


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By Alyssa Hong

Alyssa Hong is a rising Junior at Barnard College, studying Political Science with a minor in English. As a first-generation, low-income student, she writes about moving across the country for college and its adjustments. She utilizes entertainment, wellness/health/food, and fashion/beauty as methods to making new connections with others whilst always learning.


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So Good Coffee and Bleecker Street

July 28th, 2026

I was recommended by a friend to visit So Good Coffee on Bleecker Street on one of the most lively, bussing blocks in the city filled with incredible restaurants. As soon as I entered the establishment I was greeted with kindness and warmth by the owner George and his co-worker. I ultimately chose the french croissant and drank lemonade and water. 

I’m someone who isn’t always eager to walk far to places but I enjoy taking strolls. It took me 24 minutes from my apartment to walk over to the place. I find it soothing to walk around in such a vibrant city like New York City. I was able to enjoy my meal and be in my own thoughts. 

Also, I got this lemonade which I find to be way healthier than soda, non-natural juice. The taste of this lemonade was strong and sweet but found it to be healthy for me personally because I didn’t get stomach aches from drinks. Also got cold and fresh water which helps smooth my skin and overall improves my health. 

Overall, I had an excellent time at So Good Coffee. I recommend this place to everyone I know and would recommend myself to come back here and take a walk there. The employees were so kind and understanding.

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Self-Care Beyond Appearance

July 27th, 2026
The New York City skyline at night. Photo by Polina Makarova. 

When I first started thinking about self-care, I mostly connected it with things that made me feel more put together. Choosing an outfit, doing my makeup, taking care of my skin, or buying something small for myself could improve my mood and help me feel more confident. I still enjoy all of these things, but over time, I began to understand that self-care is not only about what we do for our appearance. It is also about the way we treat ourselves when no one else is watching.

This became especially clear to me during college. There were days when I looked completely fine from the outside but felt tired, confused, or emotionally overwhelmed. I could put together an outfit I loved, arrive at class on time, and continue with my responsibilities without anyone realizing that I was having a difficult day. Looking put together sometimes gave me confidence, but it did not always mean that I truly felt okay.

Living in New York also taught me how easy it is to ignore your own needs. The city moves quickly, and after some time, you begin moving at the same speed. There is always somewhere to go, something to finish, or another responsibility waiting for you. I used to think that slowing down meant I was being unproductive. Now I realize that constantly pushing myself does not always help me move forward.

For me, self-care has slowly become less about creating a perfect routine and more about paying attention to what I actually need. Sometimes that means spending time alone after a busy week. Other times, it means calling someone close to me instead of keeping everything inside. It can also mean changing my plans, admitting that I am tired, or giving myself more time to complete something without feeling ashamed.

One thing I have learned is that self-care does not always feel exciting. It can be making an appointment you have been avoiding, organizing your schedule, preparing food before a busy day, or having an honest conversation. These actions may not look as appealing as the versions of self-care we often see online, but they can have a much stronger effect on how we feel.

I have also become more aware of the way I speak to myself. During difficult moments, it is easy to become your own biggest critic. A small mistake can suddenly feel much larger, especially when you are already stressed. I am still learning not to judge myself so quickly. Instead of immediately thinking about what I did wrong, I try to ask myself what I can learn from the situation and what I need to do next.

Fashion continues to be an important part of how I express and care for myself. Wearing something I love can change my energy and help me enter the day with more confidence. However, I no longer believe that confidence begins and ends with appearance. Clothes can support the way I feel, but they cannot create inner comfort on their own.

That kind of comfort develops slowly. It comes from understanding your limits, recognizing your emotions, and accepting that you do not need to handle every situation perfectly. For me, this has been one of the most important lessons of becoming more independent. Taking care of myself means being honest about both my strengths and the moments when I need support.

As this journey continues, I am realizing that self-care and self-acceptance are closely connected. It is difficult to care for yourself when you are constantly trying to become someone else. Learning to understand my own needs has helped me become more patient with myself, and that patience has made it easier to feel comfortable with the person I am becoming.

Takeaway

Self-care is not only about improving how we look. It is also about listening to ourselves, respecting our limits, asking for support, and changing the way we respond to difficult moments. The more honestly we care for ourselves, the closer we become to accepting who we are.


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By Polina Makarova

Polina Makarova is an English Literature major at Pace University and a Publishing Intern at Campus Clipper. Originally from Russia, she writes about student life, wellness, fashion, and personal growth while navigating college life in New York City.


For over 25 years, the Campus Clipper has helped college students in New York City—and later in Boston and Philadelphia—save money and succeed in city life. We offer a digital coupon booklet with discounts on food, clothing, and services, plus an Official Student Guidebook with real advice on how to navigate college life in a big city. Our internship program lets students build skills, earn money, and publish their own e-books. Follow us on Instagram and TikTok @CampusClipper, and sign up for our newsletter to get deals straight to your inbox. To access the digital coupons, scan the QR code on our printed card—available in dorms, student centers, and around campus.

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Sweet Suite: College Dinners

July 21st, 2026

At the end of Freshman year, the uncertainty brewed. As housing groups were made, betrayed, and dissolved, I had not made friends with many that I would have been comfortable housing with so I decided on the alternative: entering the automatic random placement where the school would place me into an open leftover spot. My plan continued until one of my best college friends, Monica, said that there was an open spot in her group and I would be guaranteed a single. Being in a single my first year was lucky, but being in a single again seemed like my lucky fortune was in order. Everything seemed perfect, yet I was uncertain because I knew nothing about the people I was to live with for the next year. 

I only briefly met my suitemates during one housing group meeting, but not nearly enough to know if I would likely get along with or be friends with all of them. Coping, I told myself that my room would be my safe haven for sleep and that I might rarely ever see them anyway. That was until I moved in. 

Suddenly, these people I had never known before invited me to their birthdays and hangouts. Their efforts to include me were never in vain as I always tried my best to show up and spend more time with them. I learned so much about these people through their living habits, hobbies, interests, etc. Each person was either introverted or extroverted, interested in K-pop or anime (or both), or were an early riser or a night owl. Their habits contributed to learning who they were as people, and our dining table became a staple place for conversation. 

At the table, we all hovered over our laptops and made idle chit chat. Soon, we played games here. Eventually, we hosted dinners here. 

Respect, courtesy, and friendship — the people I had been so overcome with anxiety to live with were some of the sweetest peers known to mankind; thus, we called ourselves ‘sweet suite’. As school started, we began to do what college students do: neglect social life, neglect our academics, neglect our health, or two of the three. Whenever we did see each other, it was the usual question of:

“How was your day?” 

The answer oftentimes was a combination of busy, tired, and stressed with any variable of academic work, career pressure, and emotional turmoil; yet, venting to one another got all of us through some of the roughest days. But as a small token of thanks to the kind people that let me into their circle, I decided to help host a thanksgiving dinner alongside Monica. 

Photo by Alyssa Hong. Sweet Suite’s Thanksgiving dinner set up at the table with fairy lights and plate settings.

Running to Trader Joes in the early morning, we went through the aisles looking for items on our grocery list. Cheeses, vegetables, and protein choices to reflect everyone’s dietary restrictions. Then Monica and I began working on the beef stew in the cramped kitchen that was uniquely ours. 

In a steel pot, Monica began cooking the beef until tender and creating an aromatic stew that filled the suite with a sweet, yet savory scent. Chopping away, my hands were busy making the ratatouille by thinly cutting the veggies and placing them neatly in a spiral against the glass container. Our vision came to life as our suitemates chipped in by putting together the salad and peeling pearl onions. 

Sweat on our foreheads, yet we were victorious. Thanksgiving dinner emerged after hours of our hard dedication and sore hands. Faint warm lights lit the table, our nametags marking our designated seats, and our plates of food waiting to jump straight into our stomachs. Around this table, we joyously discussed our plans for the upcoming break, where we would be, and what we were thankful for. Smiles erased the memory of our worst days throughout the semester, replacing them with the warmth of each other all in the same space. 

Photo by Alyssa Hong. Our homemade ratatouille after it came out of the oven.

Feeling full, I realized that my being was full of gratitude for the connections I fostered and everything I learned from the uncertainty I originally felt to the journey of friendship I ended with. With each day I lived in this suite, I learned something new about each and every person that I lived with. Something about their interests, religion, hobbies, philosophies, politics, you name it. Our little dinners, conversations, and game nights ignited a new found appreciation for our differences and similarities that all led us to the same place, at the same time. 

Thus, thankful cannot fully describe that sweet suite has left me with. 


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By Alyssa Hong

Alyssa Hong is a rising Junior at Barnard College, studying Political Science with a minor in English. As a first-generation, low-income student, she writes about moving across the country for college and its adjustments. She utilizes entertainment, wellness/health/food, and fashion/beauty as methods to making new connections with others whilst always learning.


For over 25 years, the Campus Clipper has helped college students in New York City—and later in Boston and Philadelphia—save money and succeed in city life. We offer a digital coupon booklet with discounts on food, clothing, and services, plus an Official Student Guidebook with real advice on how to navigate college life in a big city. Our internship program lets students build skills, earn money, and publish their own e-books. Follow us on Instagram and TikTok @CampusClipper, and sign up for our newsletter to get deals straight to your inbox. To access the digital coupons, scan the QR code on our printed card—available in dorms, student centers, and around campus.

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Food, Culture & Experiences

July 20th, 2026

One holiday that always stood out to me was Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. It was a time of reflection, fresh beginnings, and spending time with family in South Florida. We would gather around the dinner table and enjoy symbolic foods that represented our hopes for the year ahead. Apples dipped in honey symbolized the wish for a sweet new year, while other traditional foods reminded us of the importance of gratitude and self-improvement. Although I didn’t fully understand the significance of these traditions when I was younger, I appreciated the opportunity to be surrounded by family and celebrate together. As I have grown older, I have come to realize that these traditions were not only about religion but also about creating memories that continue to stay with me years later.

Hanukkah brought a different atmosphere into our home. Each evening we lit another candle on the menorah until all eight candles burned together on the final night. The warm glow of the candles became a familiar sight throughout my childhood. Family members gathered together, shared meals, and celebrated traditions that had been passed down for generations. Like many children, I looked forward to the excitement surrounding the holiday, but looking back, I recognize that the greatest part of Hanukkah wasn’t the gifts or celebrations—it was the time spent together. Those evenings reminded me that traditions often become meaningful because of the people we share them with rather than the customs themselves.

Food was always at the center of these celebrations. Every holiday had its own dishes, each carrying a story that connected us to generations before us. As a child, I simply enjoyed eating the meals that appeared on our table. I rarely stopped to think about why certain foods were served or what they represented. It wasn’t until I became older that I realized recipes often survive much longer than memories. A single dish can preserve a family’s history, connect children with grandparents, and keep traditions alive even after people move across the world.

Growing up in a kosher household also taught me to pay attention to food in ways many of my friends never had to. Going out to eat wasn’t always as simple as choosing the closest restaurant. My family often researched restaurants in advance or planned meals around places that followed kosher dietary laws. Grocery shopping meant looking for kosher certification on products, something that became second nature to me. At school or birthday parties, I occasionally noticed that my meals looked different from those of my classmates, but because this lifestyle was all I had ever known, I rarely questioned it.

As I became older, I began to understand that every culture has its own traditions surrounding food. Some families avoid certain ingredients because of religion, others prepare meals based on centuries-old customs, and many recipes have been passed down through generations. What once felt unique to my own upbringing slowly became something I noticed everywhere I traveled. Although the specific foods changed from country to country, the reasons behind them often remained surprisingly similar: celebrating important moments, bringing families together, and preserving cultural identity.

Being raised by a mother who immigrated from the Middle East also shaped my understanding of culture in ways I did not fully appreciate until adulthood. Our home reflected influences from two different parts of the world. While I grew up in South Florida surrounded by American culture, my family’s traditions reminded me that our history stretched far beyond the United States. Through family stories, recipes, and celebrations, I learned that immigration is not simply about moving from one country to another. People bring their customs, values, languages, and traditions with them, creating a bridge between the past and the future.

As I started traveling, I found myself becoming more curious about the stories behind the meals I encountered. Instead of simply asking whether food tasted good, I wanted to understand where it came from. I found myself wondering why certain ingredients were common, how recipes had evolved over time, and what role those dishes played within local communities. Visiting another country became more than checking famous landmarks off a list—it became an opportunity to better understand the people who lived there.

One of the biggest lessons travel has taught me is that food serves as a universal language. Even when people speak different languages or come from different backgrounds, sharing a meal creates an opportunity to connect. Sitting around a table encourages conversation, storytelling, and hospitality in ways that few other experiences can. Some of my favorite travel memories are not necessarily tied to famous attractions but to the restaurants, cafés, markets, and family-owned businesses where I experienced a country’s culture through its cuisine.

Travel has also encouraged me to become more open-minded. Growing up, I naturally viewed the world through the lens of my own experiences. Visiting new places challenged those assumptions and introduced me to traditions that were completely different from my own. I learned that no single culture has all the answers. Instead, every community has developed customs that reflect its history, geography, beliefs, and values. Experiencing these differences firsthand has helped me become more understanding and appreciative of perspectives beyond my own.

Looking back, I now realize that my childhood prepared me for this curiosity long before I ever boarded an airplane. Growing up surrounded by religious traditions, cultural celebrations, and family recipes taught me that food has always been about much more than satisfying hunger. Every meal carries a story, every tradition reflects a community’s history, and every shared table offers an opportunity to learn something new.

Today, whenever I travel, I try to approach each destination with curiosity rather than expectation. I enjoy trying local specialties, learning the stories behind regional dishes, and observing how food brings people together. These experiences have deepened my appreciation not only for the countries I visit but also for the traditions that shaped my own upbringing. Although my perspective has evolved over time, I remain grateful for the values my family instilled in me. They taught me that understanding another culture often begins with something as simple as sitting down, sharing a meal, and listening to the stories that accompany it.

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By Aaron Newman

Aaron Newman is an Education Studies major minoring in Digital Studies. Originally from Fort Lauderdale, he writes about relationships, entertainment and fashion. He also writes about the hardship and being optimistic about his struggles and looking forward to the present and future.


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Fashion, Identity, and Reinventing Yourself

July 20th, 2026
Prada window display in New York City. Photo by Polina Makarova

Before moving to New York, I had always enjoyed fashion. I liked putting outfits together, experimenting with different combinations, and finding pieces that reflected my personality. It was something I genuinely enjoyed long before college, so when I moved to the city, that part of me did not disappear. If anything, New York encouraged it even more.

One of the things I noticed almost immediately was that nobody dressed the same. Walking to class every morning felt like watching hundreds of different stories pass by. Some people wore vintage clothing, others dressed almost entirely in black, while some looked like they had just stepped off a fashion runway. Every neighborhood had its own personality, and every person seemed comfortable expressing themselves in a different way.

Seeing that made me appreciate something I had never really thought about before. Fashion does not have to fit into one category. There is no single style that everyone should follow, especially in a city like New York. Instead of feeling pressure to dress like everyone else, I found myself becoming even more comfortable with my own style.

Over time, I also realized that personal style changes naturally as life changes. The clothes I wore during my first semester are different from what I wear now. Not because I was trying to become someone else, but because my interests have grown along with me. Sometimes I prefer simple outfits that feel comfortable during long days on campus. Other times I enjoy putting together something more creative when I have the time. My wardrobe has changed, just as I have changed throughout college.

One thing I enjoy most about fashion is that it allows people to express themselves without saying anything at all. You can often notice little details that reflect someone’s personality—a favorite color, a unique accessory, or a style they wear consistently. It reminds me that everyone has their own story, even if we never hear it.

Living in New York has also made me much more open-minded. I have seen people confidently wear things that I probably never would have imagined before moving here. Instead of thinking something looks unusual, I have learned to appreciate the creativity behind it. Fashion became less about following trends and more about celebrating individuality.

College itself is a time when many people discover new interests, meet people from different backgrounds, and experience things they never expected. I think personal style naturally becomes part of that journey. It grows alongside your experiences without you even realizing it. Looking back, I don’t think I reinvented myself after moving to New York. Instead, I became more comfortable showing the person I had always been.

One of my favorite parts of living in the city is simply observing people as I walk through neighborhoods like SoHo or around campus. Fashion has become part of what makes New York feel alive. Every outfit tells a different story, and every person adds something unique to the streets around them. That diversity reminds me that there is no right or wrong way to express yourself.

Looking back, I am grateful that I never felt like I had to completely change who I was after moving here. New York did not give me a new identity—it gave me the confidence to embrace the one I already had. Fashion remained something I loved, but it also became a reminder that the most authentic style is the one that feels natural to you.

Takeaway

Moving to a new city does not mean leaving your identity behind. College is a time of growth, and your interests and personal style will naturally evolve with new experiences. Instead of trying to fit into someone else’s idea of who you should be, allow yourself to grow while staying true to the things that already make you who you are.


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By Polina Makarova

Polina Makarova is an English Literature major at Pace University and a Publishing Intern at Campus Clipper. Originally from Russia, she writes about student life, wellness, fashion, and personal growth while navigating college life in New York City.


For over 25 years, the Campus Clipper has helped college students in New York City—and later in Boston and Philadelphia—save money and succeed in city life. We offer a digital coupon booklet with discounts on food, clothing, and services, plus an Official Student Guidebook with real advice on how to navigate college life in a big city. Our internship program lets students build skills, earn money, and publish their own e-books. Follow us on Instagramand TikTok @CampusClipper, and sign up for our newsletter to get deals straight to your inbox. To access the digital coupons, scan the QR code on our printed card—available in dorms, student centers, and around campus.

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