Home of: the “Fashion Week” Douche
Affectations: Chain-smoking over a sewing machine until the early morning; shit-talking “commercial” designers that you will most likely end up assisting for the next five years; rolling up to sewing class in shoes from a designer you probably haven’t heard of to make some clothes you’d never want to wear (pirate-themed menswear anyone?); whining about how Alexander Wang is so expensive you can barely afford Ramen; hanging outside trim stores in the garment district; replying to any e-mail sent in the month of August with, “I mean, like, can we start our collection, like, after fashion week?”; being extremely possessive of pin cushions.
Favorite Pickup Line: That cross-stitching is reminiscent of Tsumori Chisato
Pet Peeve: When someone asks if you went to FIT.
— John Jannuzzi, Class of 2009 (drop-out)