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Toning On Twinkle Toes: Barre Workouts Come to Lawrence


By Hayley Francis


My legs were burning halfway in to the first set of second position pliés; the term just as foreign to me as the inner quad muscles that had apparently been hibernating. I firmly told myself I could handle this as the sweat accumulated on my upper lip. Relevé, down, up, relevé. Pulse, pulse, pulse. Several rounds of various plié and squat series followed, one arm on the bar and the other firmly outstretched and curved in second position. I thought I was fit, having run competitively for the Division I KU track and cross country teams for over three years, but this was an entirely new type of workout experience. I could feel every muscle I was working; they were all screaming at me.

Local Barre:
RydeBarre Cycle + Sculpt
1520 Wakarusa Dr., Suite E, Lawrence, KS
Student Prices:
New Client Special: 3 classes $15
Drop-in $10
5 classes $45
10 classes $80
20 classes $140
30 classes $180

It was a Saturday morning and my roommate, a pregnant woman and I were the three sole victims of a barre workout at local RydeBarre. Not only was it my first stab at the trending exercise, my last ballet experience was when I was six years old. Needless to say, I didn’t know what to expect when I signed myself up for a class; but my body quickly learned barre’s burn. My internal dialogue as soon as we began: “Respect, ballerinas.”

Barre is an intensive full-body conditioning class that combines aspects of Pilates, ballet, and often yoga, incorporating the ballet barre. There are various variations, some that are more ballet-based and others that emphasize Pilates aspects or incorporate weight exercises. All are focused on toning and strengthening abdominal, glute, thigh and hip muscles through high-intensive, fast-rep exercises. Eliza Hale, co-owner and barre instructor at Lawrence’s only barre studio, RydeBarre, says she and her partner decided to offer barre classes as a complementing workout to their cycle classes because they work all different plains of motion.

“I think it’s an excellent workout because it fuses a lot of different disciplines into one,” Hale said. “You get strengthening and toning, you get increased flexibility with the stretches that are done, and there’s a great cardio element to it.”

RydeBarre opened two years ago, adding to the nation-wide, blossoming craze. Kansas City also has three barre studios, and Genesis Health Club is currently training staff to instruct classes in the near future, according to Genesis Lawrence Group Fitness Coordinator Cristal Barnes.

Other companies nation-wide are also capitalizing on the workouts’ benefits, evident of the nearly 700 corporate-owned studios now in the United States, with an estimated additional 100 opening within the next year, according to a wellness news article.

Much of this growth in popularity is due in part to celebrity endorsement, says Popsugar.com. Celebrities from Taylor Swift, Madonna, Natalie Portman and Drew Barrymore have all voiced positive feedback for barre, emphasizing its noticeable physical benefits.

The physical benefits are real, according to a 2010 study in the Journal of Strength and Conditioning Research. It found that participants who did two 60-minute Pilates workouts a week over a 12-week period had increased abdominal and upper-body muscular endurance and hamstring flexibility. The study said the Pilates benefits can help improve overall sport performance or athleticism.

Hale says anyone can reap the workout’s benefits as a complement to other cardio workouts. Although Hale says there haven’t been many students in her classes, she’s instructed both sexes of various ages, ranging from pre-teen to 70 years old. The workout is ideal for all ages because it’s physically and mentally challenging for all levels.

“You have to really think about the muscles you’re contracting. You can’t just make your grocery list while you’re doing pliés,” Hale said. “I have seen people who have been very, very physically fit be very humbled by the workout.” Check and mate.

After a testing fifty minutes in my first barre workout, I wanted to give myself a high-five. I had survived a class I never expected to be so challenging or rewarding. We had worked almost everything from head to toe. I was also addicted. While I was tired, I wanted to do it all over again.


Student Perspectives:

My roommate and former KU rower, Abbey Lozenski, experienced barre for the first time with me, and was also pleasantly surprised by its intensity (and her soreness the next day). “I thought it was going to be a little too prissy for me at first, but I was definitely wrong. It’s definitely a different workout than rowing,” she said. Lozenski also said she liked the class because it worked muscles she didn’t regularly target in other workouts, and it was a hard, different challenge, even for someone in good shape. “I like that you can push yourself as much as you want. I would definitely do it again,” she said.

My friend, Kaitlin Rabe, a senior engineering student from Stilwell, KS, has taken barre classes for over two years now. She says she enjoys barre because it is a great total body workout and is also fun. “Barre is one of the few workouts where I’m not constantly looking at the time to see how much of the class is left. It helps me to de-stress and focus on myself for a little bit,” she said. While she takes most of her classes in KC, she thinks many KU students don’t know about barre due to the local studio’s location and lack of advertising on campus.

Photo by Maddy Rich

Edited by Katie Gilbaugh

Slack lining: the new rock climbing?



By Riley Mortensen

“Just go up,” said the voice in my head as I stood in a gym, one foot perched on a plastic red crate used as a stepping stool and the other gripping a long nylon tight rope looking line. I was preparing to walk at what felt like skyscraper height, but was no more than 4 feet off the ground. My heart was racing and bare feet tingled. I wiggled my toes nervously, took a deep breath and pushed off the crate throwing my body up and onto the line. I wobbled like a baby doe learning to walk. One step, two step and down I went, but I had done it. I was slack lining.

In a rock climbing gym called The Cave, for $15, I had decided to give slack lining a go.

I giggled, as I got ready to give it another try.

“Did you ever dance or anything like that,” said Lyle Harte, a tall friendly fellow in a t-shirt, shorts and climbing shoes. “Did you do ballet? It helps if you pick a point to focus on and just go straight up.”

Harte is a senior at KU studying economics and political science. Harte is also a member of the KU rock-climbing club, which is where his interest in slack lining stemmed from, but it all began with a deep love of being outdoors.

Harte and Mitch Friedeman, the current president of KU’s rock-climbing club, are my instructors for the evening. The two prefer slack lining outdoors, but because it’s 17F, we opted for a trip to The Cave, the only gym in the area that offers slack lining.

You have probably seen Harte, Friedeman and other students wobbling on their slack lines in front of Frasier Hall and Watson library, or South Park on Mass. St. They also like to “duel” or meet in the middle to see who can knock the other off first.

Despite numerous tries, five steps was as far as I got. Friedeman and Harte insisted that it just takes practice and it’s all about having fun.


“What I really love about slack lining is when we get a little community of people on campus, like in front of Frasier and you know there’s just a bunch of us friends hanging out,” said Friedeman who is a senior studying visual communication. “It’s a good social thing because most people talk while one person walks. You can duel each other and it’s just a fun pastime activity.”

According to slackline.com, the sport’s origins lie with a group of rock climbers experimenting in Yosemite National Park in the 1970s. Adam Grosowski and Jeff Ellington began practicing their balancing skills in the valleys and between trees. The two could do numerous tricks including juggling and handstands. Friends of the two soon brought the sport back to Pasadena, California and from there it slowly spread. Now it’s finally making it’s way to the Midwest.

Kansas native and recent KU graduate, Julia Yang first began slack lining after joining the KU rock-climbing club about a year ago. She’s now a regular at The Cave.

“At first I thought it was something college people did to get attention on campus and it wasn’t a real thing,” Yang said. “But then once I joined the climbing community, I saw how it was another way to take you cool places outdoors.”

Yang said she really likes the challenge of slack lining. It’s one activity that you want to try over and over until you master it, Yang said.

Want to try slack lining for yourself? Here are some of Friedeman and Harte’s top tips:
1. Keep your knees bent. Do not lock them.
2. Use your arms to counterbalance your body. Keep them above your head if it helps, like you’re directing a plane.
3. Keep your feet straight on the line. Don’t turn them and keep your toes facing forward.
4. Pick a point somewhere beyond the line to focus on.
5. Don’t rush it.
6. If you’re falling, just jump off. You don’t need to try and save it. That’s when things go bad.

Many rock climbers take up the sport because it’s a good way to relax and waste time at camp while on rock-climbing trips, Friedeman said. It’s also a good way to not use your arms, Harte added.

Slack lines can run anywhere from $60 to $200 depending on the brand, and they typically cone with a ratchet, which is used to tighten the line. The wider the line, the easier it is to balance, said Friedeman and Harte. Slack lining is also an approved on-campus activity according to KU’s website, as long as you pad the trees where the line wraps around it.

“It can be bad for the bark,” Harte said. “But its not just specific tree pads you can use; people use towels too.”

The next morning, I woke up to throbbing legs and a few scrapes on my ankles. I was thankful I hadn’t racked myself as the guys call it. That’s a kind of recreational hazard where you fall with one foot on each side of the line and smack your groin. I had my reservations about slack lining before, but conquering my battle with balance had left me wanting more.

Time for you to give it a try. We know you know you want to, so here’s where to go:

The Cave

(816) 569-5792 // info@thecavebouldering.com
3150 Mercier St., Suite 641A
Kansas City, MO 64108
Monday-Friday: 3pm-10pm, Saturday and Sunday: 12pm-8pm
Cost: $11 per visit, $4 to rent rock climbing shoes


KU Rock Climbing Club

KU Rock Climbing on Facebook
Club hours: Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday 8:30pm-10:30pm, and Fridays 5:30pm-8:30pm at the “Chalk Rock” climbing wall in the rec. during the fall/spring semesters.


Photos by Axel Cornejo

Edited by Katie Gilbaugh

Focusing On Nothing: First Steps To Meditation



By Austin Fisher

Sitting in the Kansas Zen Center in Lawrence, I try not to fidget. Six others have joined me in the dharma hall of the Center to meditate. We begin with vows and chants. No one speaks. Chalres Vitale, the abbot of the Center and leader of today’s practice, signals us to start and stop meditating by striking his hand with a wooden rod. The point of this focused-attention method is to let thoughts come and go. I count my breaths from one to 10 repeatedly and focus on the air entering and exiting my lungs and my body on the cushion. We sit in meditation for 25 minutes. We get up and walk single file around the zafus, black meditation cushions, arrayed in a square on the hardwood floor for 10 minutes. We sit again for another, much harder, 25 minutes.

This was my first try at group meditation. I had started on my own earlier that week, guided by a meditation app called Headspace. I don’t consider myself religious but I see value in traditional forms of self-contemplation, and I feel calm and a sense of relief every time I meditate. I’ve also been sleeping better since I started. The three types of meditation—focused-attention, mindfulness, and compassion—require no workout equipment or clothing. Meditation requires practice, but it can have enormous benefits. Studies at the University of Wisconsin-Madison and many others suggest that meditation can help with depression, chronic pain, and general well-being. Compared to novice meditators, the brains of those with many hours of practice go through physical changes in parts of the brain associated with attention, pain, anxiety, compassion, and positive emotion through a process called neuroplasticity. But you can start to feel the effects in four to six weeks.

As I sit, thoughts of school, food, life, and how I’m going to write this come and go. Squirrels crawl on the roof above; leaves fall from the tree outside. A motorcycle tears through the neighborhood, its disruptive roar eventually fading away. Meditation practice is about examining thoughts and feelings without judgment.

“When you’re sitting in traffic, standing in line, or you’re late for class, you can either be aggravated, or you can use the time to tune in to your body,” says Sara Brenner, a psychiatric social worker from Massachusetts and former Harvard lecturer who meditates daily.

Meditation gives her the emotional space needed to respond more thoughtfully to events in her life. I got interested in meditation as a way of relieving stress from college.

“It can be amazingly helpful to have this mental place inside of yourself where you know you can drop into anytime and get some relief from the stress that you’re feeling from the outside world,” says Meghan Searl, a neuropsychologist at the Brigham & Women’s Hospital in Massachusetts who is interested in how mindfulness and meditation can improve health, cognition, and even relationships. “You can pay attention better, and it can make you a better listener. It can make you more attentive to what’s happening with another person.”

Anyone can start meditation, but like my Zen experience it can be difficult at first.

“In the beginning, people can hardly hold themselves to keeping their eyes closed for five minutes because there are lots of thoughts coming into the mind,” says Krishna Ghimire, who is currently studying for a master’s in civil engineering at KU.

Ghimire is president of the KU branch of the Art of Living Foundation, a humanitarian organization associated with the United Nations. He has been meditating daily for three and a half years, and at this point he feels time move faster when he meditates. After doing some yoga postures in the morning he sits for 20 minutes, and again in the evening after class. He says meditation is a better way to get energized than napping because it doesn’t affect his sleep schedule.

The form of sitting meditation Ghimire practices has three main points. The first is to want nothing. The mind is constantly bombarded by desires, and seeks things from the outside world. You must fool your mind into giving them up. The second is more simple: Feel free to do nothing while you sit. The third is harder: You must be nothing; you have to give up your individual identity.

“You’re neither a student, nor a brother, sister, boyfriend. Just drop your identity. Letting go is the main principle,” he says.

While meditating, Ghimire experiences a state of mind that he can’t express through words. Sincere commitment and a gradual increase in practice time can make one habituated to dealing with busy, stressful situations. He recommends sitting in the same place at the same time each day, regularly. When he skips a day he just doesn’t feel right, like someone having nicotine withdrawal. You can’t fall into the trap of thinking you don’t have time to meditate; the best times for it are the busiest moments of your life.

“To make yourself capable of doing many things in a short period of time, you need meditation,” Ghimire said. “That’s why it’s there.”

Edited by Katie Gilbaugh

Photo by Austin Fisher

Teach Me To Fly


By Kristen Polizzi

aerial hoop

Barefoot and bewildered, I hung upside down. My fingers tightly gripped a black, rubber-wrapped hoop that swung haphazardly from a wood-paneled ceiling.

I’d been instructed to move with control: to lift my legs and core off the ground, keeping my shoulders square with the padded mats below, hitching my knees into the hoop, before dropping one leg and the matching hand, allowing them to float fluidly through the air.

I drew a breath in one syllable and let it out in the next. Con-trol. And then I launched. Legs up, crotch to bar, I wrapped myself around the hoop with the speed and fury of a battered tetherball.

Sometime over the summer, I’d spotted the space from whose ceiling I currently swung. In north Lawrence, nestled between Johnny’s Tavern and The Village Witch, sits a stone-front that—having served as a martial arts studio, bicycle recyclery and art gallery infamous for its underage raves—is now home to The Last Carnival, the city’s first and only school for circus arts.


Interested in taking a class at The Last Carnival? Check out TLC’s calendar to find class dates and times. Then register online to save your spot! For questions, contact Sihka.
The circus school presents Spectacle de Cirque, a student showcase, Sunday, Dec. 21 at the Granada. Tickets are $10 on pre-sale and $15 at the door. For more things weird and wild, find The Last Carnival on Facebook.

It was there, in an exhibitionist’s Eden on a block broken by the river, that I enrolled in my first aerial dance class. Introduction to Aerial Arts, a $20, hour-long session and prerequisite for the beginner level course, was meant to teach the basic moves—mounts, descents, foot-locks and climbs—on the aerial silks, aerial hoop and static trapeze. The class was capped at four students, but I’d landed a private lesson.

I met my instructor at the door. Lavender hair framed a friendly face and trailed braided and blue down her back. In the studio she was Sihka and on the stage: Sihka Ann Destroy. Only her parents call her by her given name, which she never did tell me.

“My kids have performance names too,” she said, laughing. “They just happen to be their actual names.”

She spoke excitedly about her son, Wylder Animal, who at age 3 is no stranger to the silks; and her 9-year-old daughter, Willow Lotus, who practices her half flag on parking meters downtown.

Sihka wasn’t raised in three rings. She grew up in Florissant, Mo., a second-ring suburb of St. Louis, and saw aerial silks performed for the first time as a child at a flea market circus in Fort Lauderdale, Fla. She hit the road at 18 and after more than a decade of walking, biking and hitchhiking across the country, studying dance and working as a street performer, she settled for the second time in Lawrence where she opened The Last Carnival in January.

I slipped off my sandals and followed her to the studio’s center, where she guided me through a series of stretches—a deep lunge, a deeper lunge. Could I call what came next a split? She assessed me as being “actually pretty flexible,” an appraisal I accepted with caution. I was, after all, intimately aware of the limits of my own athleticism.

“I can’t do that one either,” said Montana Hockenbury, about a stretch that forcedly introduced my elbows to the backs of my knees. The 18-year-old advanced aerial student from Lawrence, whose thin frame I’d seen flitting around the room to Paloma Faith’s “Upside Down,” sunk cross-legged onto the mat beside me.

Hockenbury graduated from Lawrence Free State last spring and has since taken on a new course load: eight acrobatic classes per week split among The Last Carnival and a few studios in Kansas City. She plans to apply to professional circus schools in Montreal and San Francisco. A traveling troupe, she said, would suit her just fine.

After that, it was time to fly.

Sihka demonstrated how to anchor the silks—two pieces of nylon fabric joined at top and suspended from the ceiling—by wrapping them twice around her calf and securing them in a loop under her heel. I followed along and, with my left foot, stepped through the sling I’d just created with my right.

Then came the “egg roll” (see unflattering picture below), which was—at least the way I did it—less of a roll and more of a flip backward into open air. With a silk in each fist, I slowly shifted my weight backward, drawing my left knee toward my chest until I could see out the open door behind me. Sihka, sensing that I might, at any moment, come catapulting into an upright position, held the silks steady as I completed the trick.

the egg roll

(My extremely graceful foray into the world of aerial arts.)

A few feet away, the purple, padded mats were being parted to accommodate one of two newly polished poles.

Stephanie McIntosh, a Kansas City native and The Last Carnival’s most recent hire, was preparing to teach the school’s first pole fitness class later that night. She spoke softly at first but grew increasingly animated, spewing details of how she—a swimmer and track star with no previous dance experience—had turned pole fitness into a passion and part-time career.

Four years ago, while studying at the University of Missouri-Kansas City, she’d taken her first pole dance class with her sorority sisters; six months later, she was teaching it.

“It’s not something you have to be born into,” she said, echoing the sentiments of nearly every instructor in the studio that day.

Next up: the aerial hoop.

We crossed the mats, weaving in and out among the talents of Sihka’s “bendy students.” A young girl in pigtails and striped tights reclined in mid-air—her spine shaped smoothly to the curve of a steel hoop that swung lazily past a large picture window. Sihka nodded at a nearby silk, a signal the girl must have interpreted as “Clear the area.” Because she dropped deftly to the ground, mounting a silk across the studio.

I flexed my fingers around the hoop’s rubber wrapping, bent my knees and inhaled deeply. My arms started to shake.


Edited by Katie Gilbaugh

Photos by Samantha Darling

Extreme Midget Wrestling


By Maddy Moloney


I didn’t believe it either, with my face pressed against the car window as I rode shotgun past the Granada. The sign read “Extreme Midget Wrestling” Thursday, Sept. 11. I didn’t realize midgets could be extreme… or that they wrestled. Or that you are allowed to call them midgets. To the best of knowledge, I thought the term “midget” was derogatory, but I suppose “Extreme Little People Wrestling” doesn’t have quite the same effect.

My curiosity got the best of me, and I dragged along my partner in crime, Erica, to witness the spectacle.

We arrived at 7:15 p.m. to a short line in front of the Granada and paid a hefty $14 for general admission because the $20 ringside tickets were sold out. We wandered in and found a spot close to the stage, directly in front of the pint-sized wrestling ring.

The crowd seemed to hold a wide variety of patrons made up of herds of drunk fratstars all dressed in U.S.A. apparel, some drunk unimpressed hipsters and a couple sets of dads with their kids – because what better way to bond?

Eventually, 8 p.m. rolled around. This was the time the show was supposed to start, but the midget divas kept us all waiting until about 8:30. Naturally.

When the wrestlers finally did come out on stage, the crowd went wild. I can’t put my finger on it, but something about midgets wrestling really gets a drunk crowd going.

The first fight was between Mike Hawk, a feisty little guy with a mohawk, and The Rookie, who had hair down past his shoulders, with the referee being called the Little Pecker Head who donned a Nacho Libre-style mask.

Once the fight started, all the doubts I had vanished. The wrestlers were good – and cheesy. You could clearly tell the moves were choreographed, but between that and the metal music, it only helped to hype up the crowd.

The first thing you should know is that midgets fight dirty. They weren’t even ten minutes in before Mike Hawk started bringing out weapons. There were metal chains, shopping carts and a small step latter that the wrestlers used to help beat the shit out of each other.

The second thing you should know is that midget wrestlers love to talk about their penises. There were plenty of obscene hand gestures, and at one point, the crowd started chanting “Little Penis.”

The next round starred Fabio, who looked like a cross between Fabio and Tim Riggins, and the Little Pecker Head. The fight was close, but Fabio ended up coming out on top.

The final round involved a two-versus-one match, with the winners of the past two rounds fighting the previous champ, Canada. To say the fight was intense would be an understatement. About halfway through, all the other previous wrestlers joined the stage to start wailing on one another.

After about half an hour of fighting, one by one the wrestlers bowed out until The Rookie defeated Canada to win the title belt.

After the round, the wrestlers came out on stage to thank everyone for coming and then promptly brought the night full circle by closing the show yelling, “Now let’s get drunk!”


Edited and photographed by Hannah Swank

Booty and Brains: An Interview With The Men Behind #ASSJAMZ


Cameron Birdsall and Jon Marzette, KU students and creators of the punk karaoke show Taking Back Mondays are the DJ duo behind the Bottleneck dance party, Assjamz.  Cameron and Jon have been involved in the Lawrence music scene since 2012 with their emo/punk band, Sovereign States, but they never expected Assjamz to snowball into the success that it is now. I sat down with the DJs at Louise’s Downtown Bar to talk about their upcoming show.


Cameron Birdsall (left) and Jon Marzette (right)

Cameron Birdsall (left) and Jon Marzette (right)


So how did Assjamz come about? I know it initially didn’t have a name. 

CB: Yep, it wasn’t called anything at first. About two years ago, one of the bartenders at the Bottleneck, Mike, had played some music in between the commercials when KU was in the Final Four, and everybody loved it. Mike told us nothing was planned at the Bottleneck for Cinco de Mayo so he asked if we wanted to play some music for whatever crowd came in.

JM: We aren’t DJs, but we said we’ll figure it out. That turned into the first Assjamz. We tweeted and Facebooked, letting people know we were playing music. There was a comfortable 40 people or so, but we drank the bar out of tequila.


I see #ASSJAMZ blowing up on Twitter whenever there is one coming up.  Was social media important in getting off the ground?

JM: Absolutely. Twitter, Facebook and word of mouth. That’s it.

CB: And, originally, we didn’t even have our own night. It was usually only after a show that ended early, so you had to just see it on Twitter to find out because we didn’t even know.

JM: After a while, we just kept getting more people, but I think I know the turning point: There was a show where we got a text that there was going to be an Assjamz after some blues guitarist was done playing. We got there and it was a much older crowd. He still had like four songs left and all these young people started filing into the Bottleneck and eventually started chanting, “ASSJAMZ ASSJAMZ,” and the dude was still singing. It was kind of disrespectful.

CB: A bit of a dark mark, but we realized that we needed our own night, so we just took a slot on Saturdays.


So, does Assjamz get pretty sweaty?

JM: Oh yeah.  I remember the sweatiest one last summer. Over half the crowd removed most of their clothes. The Bottleneck was dripping, and some of it wasn’t even their own sweat.

CB: Well…that’s the booty sweat.

JM:  That’s true; it’s great. I’ve seen it now in real life, and it’s beautiful.


How do you choose the music?

JM: We’re people that like to dance first. We choose most of it from the time when we went to school dances to actually dance.

CB: I like to play the music we used to listen to at middle school mixers: things that were hits in 2004, lots of Nelly, Ying Yang Twins and all that.  But if there’s an older crowd, you’ll see some Bell Biv Devoe.


Each Assjamz has a booty-dancing contest.  How are you able to do that with such a large crowd?

JM: Well, now Assjamz is almost too big for it.  At first, we were just like, “Yeah, come up on stage and twerk a little bit,” and there were usually only like five girls and two dudes.

CB: And bigger it got. It just became chaos on-stage.


You booked a New Year’s Eve edition of Assjamz at the Granada last year. What was your favorite part of that show?

CB: Definitely right up to midnight when we had people just rushing the stage for the countdown and going nuts, with the #ASSJAMZ video playing behind us and the confetti.

JM: Bottles everywhere.

CB: We actually both wept.

JM: It’s true. I’m pretty sure that’s the first time we’ve ever cried from being so happy.  I mean, we’re musicians, but we’ve never headlined anything at the Granada, much less sold it out.  So, at the end of all that work and preparation, we just cried.  It was so great.


The next Assjamz is March 15. Are you expecting a Spring Break crowd?

CB: Yes! “The Ides of March.”

JM: It’ll be a good launch point for people to bounce from Assjamz to their vacation.



Get all the details here and let the ass-shaking commence:



-Dane Vedder

Edited by Hannah Swank

Photography by Quinn Brabender

Graphic by Jon Marzette

#ASSJAMZ: New Years Eve Edition @ The Granada


If your are looking for some ass shakin’, booty bumpin’, team twerkin and jiggy poppin’ get yo self  to #assjamz on NYE. 


If your feeling the vibes and want to see some booties go to  The Granada on NYE and tickets are only $5. (Not to shabby!!!)

For more information go the The Granada’s webpage.

Style on the Hill + The UDK Presents: Style on Mass



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Big thanks to SnapBack Event Photography who did a badass job at documenting the dopeness


Ooh Brazil, ooh Brazil.


Sure, Gulf shores was fun. But what is there to do now that you’re back?
Did someone say, carnaval?IMG_2166
Tonight, KU’s BRASA presents their Brazilian Carnaval. Head over to Abe and Jakes, 18 and up, (doors open at 9 P.M.) for a night of culture, music and dancing.

Featuring: Capoeira & Caipirinha Samba Dancers, a live band and Chicago Samba!IMG_2178

Ticket Sales:
General Admission $12
VIP $25
*All SUA tickets are sold out so purchase them only at brasaku.edu or at Abe and Jakes*




Don’t Forget to Bring Your Swag Tonight at TONIC


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Photography by Max Mikulecky
Styled by Sabrina Liedtke
Model: Maria Juarez







Shot by: Alexandra Moore + John Reynolds
Edited by: John Reynolds

TOMORROW NIGHT. Get your @$$ to Tonic.


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Photography by Max Mikuleckly
Styled by Sabrina Liedtke
Model: Maria Juarez



SOTH_Tonic_20130117-14This Thursday, STYLE ON THE HILL x TONIC

SOTH_Tonic_20130117-7Be there or be…

SOTH_Tonic_20130117-45well, having less fun than you could be having.


Let’s just say that.

Photography by Max Mikulecky
Styled by Sabrina Liedtke
Model: Maria Juarez

@tt3nt!0n L@d!3$:


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Photography by Max Mikulecky
Styled by Sabrina Liedtke
Model: Maria Juarez

It’s For The Kids


This Saturday, December 8th, Replay Lounge will host the 4th Annual Noise for Toys:

A benefit for Douglas County’s Toys for Tots.

Doors will open at 9 with a cover charge of $3, with proceeds from the door going straight to Toys for Tots.

Representatives from Douglas County’s Toys for Tots will be on hand to accept unopened toy donations. It’s that giving time of year people, so put your “i’m-a-peasant-surviving-on-pizza” college student persona aside for a night and s-p-l-u-r-g-e (sarcasm) for a toy!

 The concert will feature the musical stylings of The Noise FM, Everyday/Everynight  and…

Sovereign States, mothafuckas.

With a sound they describe as “Jimmy Eat World,” Sovereign States says all of the bands are Indie Dance Rock vibe. Don’t sleep on this event people. Drinking + Good Music + Helping People = a recipe for a good ol’ self-righteous time!

Want more?

Ugly Christmas Sweater Contest!
Door Prizes!
Probably even a drunk guy dressed as Santa! <–major selling point. no joke.

Need even one more reason to attend this charitable badass event?

 This guy. Ladies and Gentlemen, Style on the Hill’s very own: Jon Marzette.

 See y’all there!

(Unless you hate children, giving, christmas, and music)

Sabrina Liedtke

Photography by Max Mikulecky

The Golden Sagittarius Party


Photography by Max Mikulecky