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Blue and Gold Belles!


Two of my favorite things are Bruin Pride and Bruin Belles, and what could be better than combining these two loves through Campus Culture events? 

Earlier this year I volunteered at the Chancellor's Game Day Party tailgate at the Rose Bowl before the Utah football game (where the Bruins came out with a W!). I had always wondered what fancy events go on under the big canopies in the UCLA Fan Zone and I finally found out through Belles. Stationed at the temporary tattoo table, I helped toddlers, kids, teens, and adults alike put on UCLA & Joe Bruin tattoos and get super spirited before the game. One man even wanted a UCLA tattoo smack dab in the middle of his forehead! Seeing baby Bruins getting into the blue and gold spirit so early on in their lives just makes me so excited! 



Putting on UCLA tattoos for donors and baby Bruins at the Chancellor's Game Day Party
Earlier this month a huge group of Belles and I went to the Pauley Pavillion Opening Madness grand opening event. Finally getting to walk into the brand new arena and in the same hallowed halls as UCLA legend John Wooden was awe-inspiring and priceless. When they played the History of Pauley Pavillion video showing all the record-breaking events that had occured on Pauley's Court, I was moved to tears. Being able to experience all of this with so many Belles was so much fun and a memory I will never forget. 

Belles at Pauley Pavilion's Grand Opening!
I can't wait for all of the other Campus Culture events this quarter and this year, especially PLAY Day in the spring! 

As always, GO BRUINS!


Victoria S.

Second Year Belle
Distinguished Belle | Public Relations Office

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