Karlie Kloss Seen Studying for Finals in Bobst
…is a headline we’ll never see.
Since we last caught up with Klossy, she’s been taking some photos, walking on runways, and teaching the future leaders of this country how to code. All good things, really. As far as supermodels go, Karlie is one of the hardest ladies to hate for no reason (her relationship with Josh Kushner is something I’m too weary to go into).
Karlie is hard to hate until she pulls out her dusty NYU sweatshirt and pretends to still go here.
Didn’t hate her when the corner of Lafayette and Bond was full of her billboards. Didn’t hate her when she was clearly nearby but not nearly as stressed out about midterms as us.
Openly hated her when she celebrated College Signing Day (May 1) with Michelle Obama and flaunted her NYU crewneck. When was the last time you stepped foot in Washington Square Park, Klossy?
Kloss posted a photo of her and my personal First Lady on her Instagram page without mentioning the corporation disguised as a university we all go to. @mmc______’s (who has a beautiful Instagram, I might add) comment is a mood.
And then…Karlie went to the Met Gala. While I was wearing penguin pajama pants, judging the red carpet arrivals from the resigned comfort of Lafayette dorm furniture, she was doing this:
I can’t talk about this anymore. Just know that if Karlie Kloss shows up to commencement next year, I will rip up my diploma symbolically — can’t afford to waste $160,000.
