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During my second year at UCLA, my mentor and then current Bruin Belles member, Runi, convinced me to apply to Bruin Belles. She said it was her best decision in college and promised I would meet people that would inspire me. Her promise held true. I could not imagine going through college without having Bruin Belles in my life. As soon as I attended the first Bruin Belles meeting, I knew I found my home away home. All the members were so enthusiastic to meet me and the whole club welcomed me with open arms. Through Bruin Belles, I was able to participate in many philanthropy events, including my favorite, the Veterans’ Halloween Dance. At this philanthropy event, we serve food to the veterans at the VA Hospital and dance with them. It heartwarming to see the smiles on their faces when we would do the “Cha Cha Slide” or the “Cupid Shuffle” and it was rewarding to be able to give back to those who served our country.

Because of Bruin Belles, I have met a supportive group that has stuck with me through my highs and my lows and has fostered an environment filled with encouragement, motivation, and most importantly, love. I have met some of my best friends, who have inspired me through their successes and their compassion for others. Each member is passionate about serving others and they motivate me to better myself and the community. I have found a place where I am challenged to improve myself and encouraged to uplift others. Because of Bruin Belles, my college experience has been incredibelle.

With Belle love,

Aly Ishimoto

Distinguished Belle


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