A retro midwest recruitment
I have had so much fun reading other retro stories that I decided to post my own- I hope that pnms today can find a little relevant advice and some humor- remember this is 1983, so I am using that vocabulary- I don’t remember much about clothes except espadrilles were mentioned in the rush guide, and one afternoon, I wore a pink, low waist dress with matching pink keds and my sister said I looked like a Blue (see below)- Iowa State had sixteen sororities then. I named them by color because I am not creative-
Yellow
Brown
Orange
Red
Pink
Teal
Seafoam
Taupe
White
Purple
Green
Gray
Fuchsia
Navy
Blue
Burgandy
In the fall of 1983, I headed off to Iowa State with a slightly askew home life. During the summers, I lived with my dad, so didn’t really do much rush preparation with my mom (a Phi Mu) or sister. Mistake number one-- my sister was in a sorority at the University of Iowa and knew things; instead (Mistake number two) I chose to listen to my boyfriend (now husband) who based his thoughts on his view of the sororities from six years before. He didn’t want me to join a sorority, so I had negative thoughts. Add to that intense “home” sickness- my mom took a new job and moved. So I was homesick for a home that no longer existed. However, pre-boyfriend, I had always wanted to be in a big, classy, sorority. Based on knowledge (from I seriously don’t know where), I dreamed of being a Blue. So, my advice on the houses was that Gray and Blue were bad from my boyfriend—and my sister added that Blue were snooty. I had also done a little work and had recs to several houses- In addition, my grandmother had been a Navy, while my sister was a Teal.
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