Some owned very little, others arrived with packing cases bulging with clothes. Some were minimalists, others essentially swanned around campus in a new getup every day. In some places there were tales of weekly deliveries from the Andover Shop and like places while others were having patches put on the elbows of their tweeds because they really were wearing thin.

What I find interesting is that the minimalist, patched-up folks often had old, storied American names (Cabot, Biddle, Banks, Adams, etc.) and banked at Morgan's Private Bank while the swans often were the new kids on campus. One set had come to campus to attend school while the other was perpetually trying to arrive.

But to my eye, they all looked pretty smart.