Hate it: Victoria's Secret Thongs

Harvard T-shirt: Check! Harvard cap: Check! Harvard thong…check?

If you’re sick of digging deep into your wallet for overpriced Harvard gear at the Coop, then have no fear! Your local Victoria’s Secret store is now offering slightly cuter, slightly pricier, and much tinier apparel to complete your collection.

As much as I support the fine institution that I am lucky enough to call my school, I am also proud to have spent a total of zero dineros on Harvard paraphernalia. I already know what my school is, so why drop the H-bomb with a gigantic crimson “HARVARD” written across my chest? Props for discretion though. And what I really don’t need is “HARVARD” emblazoned in gold on my tote bag, down my leg, and on...um...other places. Again though, props for discretion.

My biggest problem with Victoria’s Secret Pink Collegiate Collection, though, is the exploitation of the Harvard name. True, zealous visitors and overachieving seventh graders can buy a Harvard sweatshirt at the Coop and in T stations all over Boston, but there is something degrading about Harvard selling its name to a lingerie company. All we need now is for Starbucks to sell an exotic blend of coffee ground from beans that were grown deep within the Harvard Forest.

If little hearts and dogs in every shade of pink don’t undermine the sanctity of the Harvard name, I don’t know what else would. It’s both disturbing and sad to know that somewhere in Arkansas, a little teenie-bopper is running around right now with Harvard panties, commending herself for being such a sexy, fashionable, almost-college girl.

Sorry girls, just stick to University of Pink please.