The Festivus for the rest of us. A day dedicated to crawfish, good music, great friends and a hell of a lot of daiquiris.

In between mid-October and mid-March, the temperature in New Orleans actually cools down to the point where sweaters and boots are socially acceptable. Which is fine, we love sweaters and boots, and buying sweaters and boots. But the change in weather comes with one really big fucking downside: the social pool closes. Which is not fine. But rejoice, betches, the wait is over.

Whoever scheduled Big/Little week so close to spring break is obviously a fucking sociopath.  If you haven’t gained 15+ pounds from having your bed piled with cupcakes and chocolate, then you’ve gained 15+ pounds from piling your Little’s/ Grand Little’s/ Great Grand Little’s bed with cupcakes and chocolates. Not even the GDI’s are safe. If your roommate isn’t Greek and therefore doesn’t have goodies to share, you can bet there will be countless girls in your hall trying to give away some of their calorie-laden food. You will not be able to escape it...it literally will be everywhere. Combine that with the stress eating of midterms and most of us are heading to spring break with a bit more weight then we would like. However, two weeks still remain before the beginning of the break, and while that’s not enough time to get a body like Miranda Kerr, it’s plenty of time to rid the evidence of the four-dozen cookies you ate.

This Saturday and Sunday mark the second weekend of debauchery in New Orleans with Super Bowl XLVII. The city is already packed with 49ers and Ravens fans and is getting ready to welcome even more tacky tourists for Mardi Gras next week. This weekend is jammed with events, and it would be a damper on your social life if you missed any of them. 

Done are the days of 6am showering, standing out in cold and putting your life at risk by touching the hands of one million girls and most likely getting the flu, but MAZEL TOV you’re finally in a sorority! Regardless of what house you wound up in, you have so many amazing things to look forward to sharing with your new found sisters including date parties, Mardi Gras keg kills, Big/Little reveal, spring break and all the fun in between. 

Rush week...may the odds ever be in your favor. See you on the other side.

Alright girls, in just a little over a week you will begin what we like to call Hell. Just kidding, it’s called rush and it is definitely a stressful process. Bullshit smiles, awkward conversations, and sweaty palms are the epitome of rush but the overwhelming excitement you feel as you open your bid card makes it all worth it. Even if you don’t think sorority life is for you, we STRONGLY recommend trying it out, what have you got to lose? And if you take anything away from this, go into this process with an open mind and simply be your self. On top of that cliché piece of advice, we are here to tell you some other important tips to keep in mind during the two weeks of rush...

So according to the Mayans, we were all supposed to die last week. Even though our livers would've been thrilled if we never saw another semester at Tulane, apparently people took this Mayan thing way too seriously and...literally nothing happened. However, that doesn't mean the scare made us put some of our priorities in check...

The moment the calendar marks December, people all around the world feel the need to bust out the 7,000 different versions of “Jingle Bells” and concoct weird holiday flavored food (we didn’t know food could taste like a season…). The holiday season is a time filled with awkward gift exchanges, drunk Uncles, freezing cold weather, and the 25 days of Christmas special on ABC Family. The holidays are a bitch but we are going to tell you how to get through them like one.

This weekend is the weekend to end all weekends. Filled with AEPi White Party, sorority semis and Cowboy Christmas, we will be having more than enough fun. But as we sit here simultaneously contemplating our subtlety slutty Christmas themed outfits and watching Sex in the City, we hear Carrie ask the question, “What makes sex safe?”. Is it when you’ve been to the Student Health Center and screened for chlymidia and HPV or is it when you’re in control of your emotions? Is safe sex when it’s your friend? When it’s a one night stand? What makes sex safe?