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It's the whole "sorority public image" thing. We can't get around the hypocrisy. Like when most of us drank in college but god forbid--when the photo op came at a party and we were in letters or had some identifying jewelry on--beer cups flew out of sight ASAP.
My Theta roommate had stories about a "standards chair" from her chapter who would follow sisters around at parties, and if someone was dancing provocatively or had too short of a skirt on, she'd hiss "TNT" (That's Not Theta) at them and make them go home. That same girl was the one who'd go home and sleep with random guys and she'd also smoke down in the library cafeteria while wearing her letters (back in the days when smoking in public areas wasn't totally banned everywhere).
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