Collegiate School is defined on Urban Dictionary as “a haughty, arrogant school.” When the Upper West Side boys’ academy is trailing in a basketball game and rivals start chanting “score board,” the Collegiate heckling squad has been known to chant “college board” in response.
The academy regularly lands toward the top of various publications’ rankings of secondary schools by college matriculation, and it boasts a distinguished alumni list including Cesar Romero, Peter Bogdanovich, Edgar Bronfman Jr. and John F. Kennedy Jr.
Significantly less distinguished has been its campus, a clumsy architectural hodepodge of three buildings around the intersection of Broadway and 78th Street, patched together by time and improvisation.
For most Americans, Thanksgiving is a time of pleasure and company, tables heaping with food and surrounded by families and friends. But for a select few, this time of year brings on a feeling of envy and dread: You only get one chance to provide your children with entrée into elite society—and we’re not talking about dark meat. That’s right, frenzied mothers and fathers throughout Manhattan are working around the clock to finish their kids’ applications to top private schools. This is not child’s play.
There is nothing met with more enthusiasm among America’s achievers than a semi-meaningless list: this explains the continued existence of U.S. News & World Report.
But why stop at colleges, and graduate programs? Sensing an opening, Forbes has published a list of the nation’s top prep schools. You will be relieved to Read More
Remember Prom Night?
That hideous dress that you shoplifted from Cache at the local mall? Your awkward date that had that big zit on his nose and you felt too bad to say anything? The Peach Schnapps you drank in the back of your friend’s Volvo before passing out with the rhinestone bobby pins still Read More