Helenes as an organization has long understood that there is no ‘I’ in We, and We are Stronger Together than We Ever Could Be Apart. It is a melting pot of women from all over the globe, who care deeply for others and go above and beyond. These women continually sacrifice themselves time and time again to achieve greater good, whilst toting the widest smile and without complaint. Helenes is a space where one can be raw and real, or subdued and observant, or whatever you need

I vividly remember being starstruck by last semester’s recruitment video during the very (first?) information session. The video’s featured track was “Back Home” by Andy Grammer (who I’m a huge fan of) and the moment after it ended, I knew I was in love with USC Helenes and wanted more than anything to become one. Anytime I hear “Back Home” in a shop or restaurant, I immediately think of the bright, happy faces of Helenes laughing and hugging each other. I was filled with an

I traveled over 5,000 miles away from USC to the beautiful city of Madrid this past fall 2016 and Helenes love followed me there. I spent a semester there and during my time, I got the opportunity to live with a wonderful host family, eat my body’s weight in pastries, visit places that I could only have dreamt of, and immerse myself in my local community. I could speak about how incredible Fall 2016 was for days. One of my favorite things about the semester I spent abroad wa

Don’t be afraid to appreciate, trust, and utilize the support network that your Rosebaby class provides. When I joined Helenes in the Fall of my Sophomore year, I was excited by the idea of having a sisterhood, but looking back I don’t think I quite knew what that meant at the time I applied. I didn’t realize how flooded in love you would feel as a Rosebud—with hundreds of posts on your Facebook wall, alongside dozens of waves and smiles and “hellos” and hugs from strangers (

This was the moment that I learned Helenes Love was real. The week of the retreat was awful for me. Minimal sleep, bad grades, the stomach bug, and stressful events wore me out, and by Friday I just wanted to sleep in order to forget my terrible week. Honestly, Rosebud Retreat was not a priority and especially given the week I had, I saw it more as an event to attend rather than a retreat to enjoy. Upon arriving at Studio City (shoutout to Amanat’s beautiful cousin, a Helenes