As the Bud Lite kicks in, this entrepreneurial young lady goes into full performance mode with Journey’s Don’t Stop Believing.
To psychologically prepare for my upcoming fellowship at USC, I attended this past weekend’s university tailgate festivities prior to watching the Trojans give the Oregon State Ducks a one-handed ass-whooping. There were countless parties all over campus (and in the campus parking lots), but I spent this particular tailgate drinking Bud in the company of a couple hundred future moguls at the business school’s well-stocked gathering. In addition to the copious supply of domestic beer, the party was a visual feast of maroon and gold in every polyester iteration you could imagine — and then some.
Herewith, a look at tailgate fashion…
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Maroon-and-yellow gear? Check. Light beer? Check. Prominently displayed designer handbag? Check. This is the business school tailgate, after all.
Future CEO showcases the latest in USC tailgate headgear: the Trojan baseball cap.
Sweatbands were big. In some cases they looked good…
…in other cases, not so much.
Also big: USC-themed Hawaiian shirts, which I understand retail for $100.
Even bigger: Decorous scarves!
Whatta manwich: I have no doubt I’ll be seeing this B-School specimen’s pixelated face on the cover of the Journal some day. Let’s just hope it has nothing to do with SEC rules violations…
Even the canines donned the maroon-and-yellow polyester.
Union rules: Tommy Trojan gets a 5-minute Bud break once an hour.
Insert Trojan condoms joke here.
Looking like an installation from the last Whitney Biennial: the detritus of half a dozen tailgaters.
C-Monster, darling. Would you be a doll and forward me Mr. Manwich’s contact info. I have some questions for him. Merci! xxxooo Yvonne
where’s the Tommy burgers? go trojans!