New Vox matriarch here. Your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Georgetown’s elite.

My right-hand muckrakers, assistant blog editors Connor Jones and Morgan Manger, will be lurking the grounds of Red Square, Copley Lawn, and Leavey esplanade for the latest on midget tossing with President DeGioia and lazy students who can’t manage to do their own laundry.

As I embark on what I expect to be a simultaneously glorious and painful journey, here lay my top four Vox Girl mantras:

1. One good scandal deserves another. Wonder who’s going down next? Step aside and allow Vox’s talented staff to expose Georgetown’s deepest, darkest secrets. Or just post a picture of an adorable puppy.

2. One thing about being on the top of the world … it gives you a long, long way to fall. So to all Vox commentors; well, bring it on.

3. There’s nothing Vox likes more than a good catfight.

4. When words get in the way, there’s really only one thing left to do. Play tic-tac-toe repeatedly. Against yourself.

While I might be off to a slow start during these first weeks, look forward to procrastinating with access to coverage on Georgetown Day, free food, relaxation techniques for finals, and Senior Week shenanigans.

And who am I? That’s one secret I’ll never tell.

You know you love me. XOXO,

Vox-y Girl