I'm one of the lucky ones. Many students never get the full Spring Break experience. You know what I'm talking about: going to Florida, hanging out on the beach, partying, getting drunk - did I write that? It's just so darn expensive I never got the chance. That is until this year. What made this year different was that I got a sort of Spring Break scholarship. Here, let me explain: it all started last year. You probably read my post from December and know what's coming. I came across an ad in the school paper, The Statesman, and a fraternity wanted MSU girls to model for their alumni calendar. I tried out, was one of the lucky girls picked, and as a part of the payment, I received $50 plus - and this is a big plus - a free, all expenses paid Spring Break in Florida, and, an entry ticket to a wet t-shirt contest sponsored by the fraternity, the fraternity's national pledges, and other fraternities and organizations.
The whole thing is very complicated, so try to stay focused: for the first stage of the contest, I competed against other girls sponsored by the same fraternity as mine, but from different schools:

I won that competition so it was on to the next stage. But not so fast, because this stage of the competition was not without controversy. Some of the girls were upset about the fact that I was wearing PU pants not a swim suit bottom, so I had to point out that a bikini top isn't a t shirt. The broohahah got to the point that we could have settled it by mud wrestling. The guys just watched and cried out "Cat fight! Cat fight!" Anyway, for the competition I wore the [prerequisite t shirt - an MSU Spartan shirt, naturally - PU pants, and thigh high, rubber, stiletto heel, boots. Here's my boots in the nice hotel room I was put up in:

About those controversial PU pants: they were supposed to be super low waist, yet they seemed a little high. The front to back zip helps a bit especially for competitions like wet t shirt contests: the zip halfway down the front and they do look lower.
The upshot of the whole thing was I made it to the finals where I'd be representing the fraternity and competing against other girls who had won their fraternities' semis.
In between competitions, the guys took me out on the town for a victory celebration. Thanks guys! But I felt a bit like their prize race horse. For that sojourn I wore these shoes:

Trumpet-Kung-Fu-embroidered jeans, an off the shoulder top, sunglasses, ultrasuede hat, and a PU, fringed purse. A bit boho.

For the finals, I really needed a good game face, um, outfit. I decided on these shoes:

Not a big decision because I brought only four pairs of shoes with me. The rest of the outfit looked like this:

Almost got disqualified. For the shorts? Nope. It's not like I'm the girl who wears cutoffs from April through September. Besides, everyone loved, loved, loved those. this time the tables turned and I was on the receiving end for complaints about the right kind of shirt. Eventually, the complaints were resolved, and in spite of shaking my stuff like there was no tomorrow, I placed third. the payday for this trip was $100 for the semis, and I missed out on the grand prize, but got the $300 for placing show. I have got to say that I think some of the girls were pros and even though I'm a bit of a pro, it seemed a wee bit unfair. All in all, I've got to warn you that if you're thinking of entering one of these con test for the bread you might want to be a local: the cost of travel, accommodations, food, isn't defrayed at all even if you win. I might do it again even without sponsorship, since it's really the fun of it and another item for my growing resume.
Now, after the end of the comp, the guys weren't sore at all and off we went for another trip. I got some complaints on this trip, however. Seems, the proprietor of a local eatery wasn't too happy with - wait for it - the top? Nope! This time it was the short shorts! "What's the big deal?" I screeched. "They're just like bikini bottoms except they're denim!" I protested, pointing to some of the patrons in one pieces and bikinis. he was having none of it. disappointed, prize race horse, again, the guys took me to a beach side food truck, and I think they were enjoying the, stimulation, yeah, that's it, I was giving the guy in the truck.

After having something pleasant to wet the whistle with, that was about it, and the next day I'm back in dirty, old Detroit and then back in East Lansing for school.
So, here's hoping your Spring Break was super fun too. Sorry this post is a bit of a delayed reaction, I guess I could chalk it up to how difficult Blogger is to work with, I suppose, though there were other obstacles as well. Check back here again for more exciting fashion. If you get a chance to go on Polyvore, you could always like asset or two of mine. I'd be much obliged.
Catchya later,
Ciao.

I was reading the MSU student paper one afternoon, and an advertisement in the paper caught my eye. One of the fraternities at MSU needed MSU female students to model for a calendar they were going to have printed and sent out to fraternity members and alumni. So that will be a nice gift for the alumni. Even though the auditions were scheduled for a date close to the beginning of finals week, I decided to give it the old college try.
Now, the next question was, what should I wear? Wasn't sure what kind of calendar this was going to be, so I had to use a little math, and putting two and two together, I thought what would a bunch of fraternity guys like to see? I had received a whole boat load of stuff for Chanukah and looking through my treasure trove of gifts, I picked out these:

Had an earlier post concerning these Bebies. The next step was the rest of the outfit, it was a complete no brainer and here's how I looked, walking through one of MSU's fine culinary establishments:

I think this was around 3ish so the cafeteria was empty because of the time, school wasn't quite deserted yet. I'm wearing high waisted jeans with button details, a bleached slim fit denim jacket, lace crop blouse, knockoff Deborah Minkoff bag, brown PU gloves, blue sunglasses, a funky baseball cap that appeared in an earlier post, and of course my "bebeis."
The frat was holding the auditions in Emmons hall, and when I got there, it looked like they were going to be short on models since there are twelve months in the year and only eight or nine of us girls trying out. Eventually it was my turn. The frat guys had informed us that there might be some nudity in the calendar so they wanted a look at almost everything we had. So that's the explanation for the next photo:

I wasn't sure if this was going to be a good idea or not, and I had to keep telling myself that it was for a good cause and it could be a way to get my foot in the door.
After strutting my stuff, one of the frat members interviewed the other candidates and myself in his dorm room. This guy is still a freshman so he must have some big connections in the frat. The upshot of the whole thing is that the frat guys liked me and I got the job. I'm going to be Ms. April. Yay! Maybe not the best month, but I am being paid - $50 - and as an extra bonus I received a voucher for plane fare and accommodations for the frat's spring break celebrations in Florida, plus, I am automatically enrolled in the frat's wet t-shirt contest. Very excited, because I've never been to Florida or participated in a spring break outside of Michigan. Not sure about the wet t-shirt contest, though, the $500 first place prize would come in handy. 
As a postscript, the photo shoots for the calendar have concluded and I'm just waiting for my copy or or to get copies of the photos. As soon as I receive either, I'll post them right away, here, at Naomi's Fashionable World.
I've been more active on Polyvore lately since finals are over, so don't forget to like my contest sets, please? Thank you.
Catchya later.
Ciao.