3. You start to get a little crazy, but only a little crazy.
I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry. How do you find or get or aspire to being a girl with girl swag? Can you? Is it all based upon how you were raised in your formative years?
Why do we constantly try to define it, and chase it, and turn it into some quantifiable and commodified THING? Why do we think one person — the person we dub “cool” in the moment — has the answers?
Glitter keychains that said things like “100% Angel.” (Bonus points if they said “100% Devil” on the back.)