Last night, we went to the New York premiere of American Teen, the Nanette Burstein movie about several Indiana high school seniors that would be a horror film if it weren't a documentary. A couple times we had to pull our purse over our face, because we remembered how desperately we wanted to escape our crappy hometown when we were 17 (where everyone thought we were total freakazoids cause we wore plastic lizards in our hair and smoked cloves), so we could move to New York and wear berets and become artistes. Luckily it was a happy ending for us (here is a photo of us now). Even more luckily it was a happy ending for the star of the film, the ever-endearing, strong and punky artist chick Hannah, who was far too cool for her hometown (Warsaw, Indiana) and so smart and awesome we desperately wanted her to make her way out and thrive. And LO! She did, and was at the premiere last night, along with the rest of the stars. It was a bit like Luke Perry-era 90210 though, where you expect people to be one age (high school) and in fact they are 47 because so much time has passed between the filming of the movie and now. But no one had wrinkles, and Hannah was wearing a fabulous high-waisted pencil skirt and tuxedo shirt and got her haircut into a pixie and was dancing cutely and unhingedly to M.I.A. We are totally facebook friending her. It's a horror film with a happy ending! American Teen opens today and you should go see it because it's super sweet and engaging, and completely avoids any corny reality show tropes whatsoever, and the kids say funny shit like "so many girls would give up their left boob" to go out with the super hot secretly nerdy jock dude. Omigod ok bye we are going to write our best friend a note.