My freshman year dorm room was a beautiful, brick, '70s era jail cell I shared with a roommate and her tank of frogs. It was a far cry from the dorm room depictions I was raised on. Still, the promise of these behemoth rooms, and the freedom that came with it, was as good a recruiting tool as any. It wasn't your guidance counselor that convinced you to go to college, it was Rory Gilmore and her sweet pad.
Here are the best dorms from the early aughts you wanted to hang out in.
from Apartment Therapy | Saving the world, one room at a time http://ift.tt/2xHsXr3
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