Elizabeth Gellene, 21

Columbus Ave between 60th and 61st Sts

"Frye boots come with this lifetime guarantee, so if they go out of style, I can just stick 'em in my closet till they're back in again."

Photograph: Jay Muhlin

Where are you from? Manhattan.

When you tell people that, do they say, "Oh my god, you're such a rarity"? Yes! Maybe because I'm still living here...

But why would natives ever leave? I know! I'm so spoiled by the instant gratification of Manhattan. If I want Ethiopian food at two in the morning, I know where to get it.

What do you do? I'm an English major at Fordham. I've been reading a lot of Shakespeare.

A great place to learn scandalous vocabulary. Don't some people credit him with the origin of the f-word? [Laughs] Yeah, he's dirty. I always thought fuck was an acronym: Fornication Under the Crown of the King, or something.

Where'd you go to school growing up? Sacred Heart and York Prep.

Did you use that old Dwight School acronym from back in the day? Dumb White Idiots Getting High Together? Yeah, we had nicknames for all the private schools.

So was Sacred Heart like the all-girls schools you always read about—drugs, diet pills and designer clothes? I'm sure there was drug use and diet pills, but nothing expos-worthy. Maybe I hung out with the poor kids. [Laughs]

Was it strict? Yeah. I got in trouble a lot. We weren't allowed to wear nail polish, and they once gave me another skirt to wear because they couldn't handle the shortness of mine. It was, like, down to my shins. But I worked it.

So what do college kids get excited about these days? Good question. Everyone is into celebrities; there's a real lack of enthusiasm. Sometimes I wish I grew up when people were protesting.

—Kate Lowenstein