When speaking of the student body at K-State, one must always remember that the emphasis belongs on “body.” K-State boasts a top-of-the-line, state-of-the-art recreation center, and walking through the quad, it’s obvious a lot of students have been putting it to good use. If the tan, taut, all-American specimen is what gets your motor running, you’ll find no shortage of fuel in Manhattan. Straight males and lesbians have particular reason to rejoice. Though a good many guys here give no more thought to their personal appearance than to who’s ripe for the ax on "America’s Next Top Model," girls generally groom themselves.
If for some reason you feel obliged to look beyond the purely physical and into the personality department, the pickings become somewhat less appetizing. Although a substantial percentage of the student population is composed of thoughtful, engaging, and truly unique individuals, there is a comparably substantial percentage of out-and-out tools—and not the sharpest the shed has to offer, either. You’ll also find, thanks to the virulent strain of religious conservatism on campus, that many of the models on display are, in truth, on display: You can look, but you can’t touch.