Hey remember when the paparazzi got some shots of Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton’s cooters as they stepped out of cars and TMZ and all them were like “is flashing your clam the new LA fashion trend”?

And you were like “no, obviously it isn’t, you scumbags”.

Haha, joke’s on you, flashing your clam was totally the new LA fashion trend. This was the Les Deux era, and the dawn of the Cahuenga corridor (NYC translation: “meatpacking district”) for the plebs, and for six months or so that was totally a thing, girls going out without panties and dancing up on tables where everyone could see, lifting up their skirts and going “woooo!” for the photogs camped out on the street.

Whether the celebrity stuff was following or starting that trend, who knows. But “showing strangers your labia” was an honest-to-god Thing for a bit.

Your impressions of anywhere you’ve never personally been come from creatives based in LA. And every cultural product about LA is centered on the message “LA is fucking terrible”, have you noticed that?

But you’re like “nah, it can’t be that bad, it’s just an exaggeration in a telling direction”.

No dude, it’s not, LA is fucking terrible.