I don’t even drink coffee.

Now that The Summer I Turned Pretty has ended, I have a gaping hole where that show should be. What shall replace it?

To be a (wo)man is to perform

This is quite… what’s the word… remarkable.

Wash my belly.

Guest writer Emorie Hayes on getting lost and found in the Carman practice rooms.

The heart and soul of Morningside Heights slowly fades into the background as big business takes over

Take me to the promised lands of ambient jazz and… weed clouds?

It’s okay to cry a lot. I just want you to know that you don’t have to.

A freshman’s reflection on the best NSOP immersion experience.

I could write Hamlet, but Shakespeare could never write a sonnet about the Barnumbia Freshman bar culture

We went for the game, plus a few other things. A Barnard student’s personal reflection on the past, present, and future of NYC’s most coveted tennis tournament: The US Open. 

New third space unlocked

I’ve told you about some of the many mysteries of Schermerhorn Hall, and the details of Columbia’s elevators. But as it turns out, although I thought I got a good amount of information already, there were still quite a few unanswered questions about the building. Why is the building full of pillars? Is there yet […]

The weekend after the FWOC, Bwog finally had a chance to catch up with old friends.