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A Perfect Weekend

Being a part of Bruin Belles is undeniably unique because there is no other organization at UCLA that allows a person to undergo professional development, participate in campus traditions, and engage in rewarding philanthropy events all in one place. Although Bruin Belles makes a profound impact on the community when you look at the organization as a whole, the true secret to what makes Belles so special actually lies within each member. The success of BBSA is only possible because of the way that each individual Belle leads her life with selflessness, compassion, and confidence. I’ve witnessed these qualities embodied in every single Belle, but we’ve all heard countless times that you don’t really know someone until you’ve lived with them, and I was fortunate enough to test this theory by spending a straight 72 hours with a group of ten Belles on a recent trip to Lake Arrowhead. Whether we were discovering cheesecake in a cup, hiking on the set of The Parent Trap, or blasting music with the top down, even the smallest interaction was filled with love and respect for each other and for the opportunity to experience these things together. There is truly no other group of women that is as open to finding the beauty in every situation or as willing to live life to to the fullest… and there is definitely no other group whose typical late night slumberparty conversations include how to initiate prison reform. BBSA may be comprised of women that come from every background imaginable, but we all share a sincere desire to change the world one person at a time, and that weekend was the perfect example of the constant support that comes with being a Bruin Belle.





Lulu Lidzbarski 
Distinguished Belle
Second Year Bruin Belle

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