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A Place For Me

What first attracted me to Bruin Belles over a year ago was the community I saw within this organization. As a freshman who was barely a week into her first year of college, I stumbled upon a group of young women who loved each other fiercely—who were driven, empowered, supportive, and as passionate about philanthropy and leadership as they were about their friendships with each other. Within ten minutes of hearing the words “Bruin Belles Service Association”, I knew I had found the place for me—and I haven’t looked back since. 
There is indescribable power in a group of women coming together as a community to drive and create change. Being in Bruin Belles has given me the privilege of being a part of this type of community, giving me over 90 friends who also serve as my mentors and as my inspirations. Whether we are eating waffles and reflecting on our fears and hopes after a precarious election year, restoring a long-forgotten creek and its weakened ecosystem, or reading books to children who don’t have homes, every single moment I spend with Bruin Belles leaves me with an overwhelming sense of love and pride for our organization. I look at the faces of my fellow Belles, and I see the future. Future leaders, future changemakers, and current strong, able, passionate women who are already making a difference. This organization is special. The community it has fostered is special. And every single young woman who calls herself a Belle is beyond special—we are the future. I truly believe it.



Lexi Julien
Distinguished Belle
Second Year Bruin Belle

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