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Chances are that your daughter did not exit high school a social vegetable; if she wants to ride along on the Sisterhood Selection Tour, she already knows how to form sentences in the presence of other people. She doesn't "need a filter," as Baselice says of coaching her own dear daughter. If your kid has verbal diarrhea, let her rush with shit a-spewing because she's more likely end up somewhere with girls who like the real her. Will it be a "top" house? Who knows or cares? It's meaningless. And if she doesn't make the cut at the house that has the best eighteen-ways with the "best" frats, she'll get over it (and probably feel retroactively grateful upon graduation). Really.

But if you're molding your daughter into some sort of top tier rush crush automaton and, fingers crossed, she ends up in The Best House as determined by an imaginary campus election, consider this: After the initial high of success and acceptance — she scored a seat at the best lunch table! — wears off, she may not be happy. Her real personality might not mesh with her peers once the pledge period is over. Being deemed "bestest" to join the "best" house is not a guarantee that she will enjoy herself. I mean, maybe she will! But if being herself isn't why she ended up there, if your girl is faking her way through rush and, in turn, the next few years with her "sisters," it's going to take her that much longer to find those both herself (which is the important part, but Panhel never tells you that) and those "lifelong friends" you keep hearing about.

This, this, this!!!