Sophomore Finally Receives His Male Romper

Last May, one thing dominated the collective psyche of millennial America. Articles, videos, memes, advertisements; you couldn't go anywhere without being reminded of the male romper. Often, it was derided; an example of fashion gone off the rails, mocked for its name and perceived femininity. Some saw it differently: a liberating yet simple article of clothing, one that bucked conventions and looked good, too. Wharton sophomore Reggie Myoria fit into the latter category.

When Myoria first heard of male rompers in a GQ article, he knew he had to have one. He found an online retailer stocking them and, despite a vexing sizing system, dared to place an order.

Myoria didn't know that thousands of others had done the same thing, and that the company had sold far more units than it had in stock. So he waited. And he waited. And now, some four months later, his wait is over.

"It was delay after delay, and even when it shipped it must have been the slowest method possible," Myoria told us. "It feels like I've waited a lifetime, it really does."

Myoria admitted that the buzz around the male romper has died down since he ordered it. He acknowledged that the hype was at its peak in the early summer, when he had hoped to have it by, but said that the lateness was also a benefit to him. "I'd say it's pretty unlikely that I'll see another dude rocking one of these at Qdoba," he smiled.

The sophomore is reportedly excited to wear his romper to a party at his fraternity on Friday. The romper, he says, makes him look particularly "yoked."

"I'm just not sure what I'll do if I hit the bitch cup," Myoria told us. "You usually have to pull your pants down and keep them there until you hit another cup, but I can't just pull my pants down— not in a RompHim. It's all one piece."