A History Of Trying To Be Cool

I remember the first time I realized something was cool.

I was sixteen years old, poking around on Livejournal—for those too young to know, Livejournal was a site of semi-private diaries that worked kind of like Twitter and Instagram in the sense that it was actually possible to be popular and have lots of followers if you posted cute enough pictures of you and your friends—and I stumbled upon the diary of a girl I’ll call Julie.

Julie was my age and lived in Malibu. On...

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