It is a generally accepted fact that Pomona students just don't care that much about how they look. Freshmen have hold-over fashion sense from high school, but this is quickly sapped by the general aesthetic apathy of the student body. This is not to say that people here are ugly, because they're not. They tend to stay relatively active and in shape, and most of them aren't from the shallowest end of the gene pool. They just care more about drinking and hanging out than making devastating impressions on their chosen sexual targets. This makes a lot of sense when you think about the fact that everyone knows everyone else.
Pomona's dating scene is pretty nonexistent, but there is an awful lot of hooking up. If you just want to find a nice boy or girl who is willing to take things slow, have lemonade with your parents, and who blushes fetchingly when you hold hands, then you had best hope there is an eligible person in your sponsor group, because that's one of the only ways such relationships get spawned, and/or stand a chance of lasting at Pomona. But remember, "sponcest," although not illegal in the state of California, is heavily stigmatized, and all that social pressure can tear through a relationship like an acetylene torch through a tin can. Oh, but don't fret—the tale of sex at Pomona isn't entirely grim. Remember that alcohol is really just another name for "aphrodisiac."