Lunch is over and we're starting our afternoon of parties!    
 
 Madame Alexanders
 
  This chapter is the tippy top of the top tier. They are all super model beautiful, have 4.0 GPAs, drive brand new Porsches, and do more philanthropy work than Mother Theresa did. Their outfits are perfectly coordinated. They are serving champagne mimosas and have loin cloth clad fraternity boys catering to our every need. They also keep us at their parties as long as they want to. Rush infractions? There’s no such thing as a rush infraction when you’re a Madame Alexander. Rumor has it that if they want you, they take you into the formal living room and if they don’t want you, they take you to the basement and you are never seen again. Needless to say, I am immediately led to the formal living room, because I am perfect. I am so ready to get this process all over with and accept my bid to Madame Alexander.
   
   
Jems
  
 
  These girls are also top tier but are known to be the ones who couldn’t get into Madame Alexander. They are a little over the top with the flash and sparkle compared to the refined elegance and perfection of the MAs. They are wearing sequined pantyhose, which I think is a bit too much. There’s also 
this thing with the Jems. I don’t know how 
this thing will affect the way they feel about me. 
   
   
Rainbow Brites
  
  The only word I can use to describe the Rainbow Brites is awkward. They tried hard but the way they color coordinated their hair and outfits came off as a little creepy. The rainbow colored mascots were a nice touch though. They even had a pony that blew rainbows out of its butt.
   
  
Strawberry Shortcakes
  
  With their rainbow striped outfits, matching hats, and presence of mascots at their party, it was obvious that the Strawberry Shortcakes were Rainbow Brite wanna-bes. I couldn’t understand why any chapter would want to copy such a bottom tier awkward house. This was a real turnoff and I couldn’t wait to leave.
   
   Although it’s pointless for me to return to anyone except Madame Alexander, my Rho Chi tells me that I have to rank all the houses since there’s this pesky detail called “guaranteed placement.” Le sigh. So I rank them this way:
   
  
Madame Alexanders
  American Girls
  Jems
  Transformers
  Bratz
  Liddle Kiddles
  Rainbow Brites
  Strawberry Shortcake
  Cabbage Patch Kids
   
  After recruitment we go to a party at the 
GI Joe fraternity house where my perfect boyfriend 
Ken is already president, even though he just rushed. All the guys tell me I am perfect for 
Madame Alexander and can’t wait to see me again at their first mixer next week.