I think many of us are familiar with the popularly held image of a Y2K queen, but I think that’s more of a SoCal starlet than a homecoming queen from 2000s high-school Americana. You know the gal; she’s likely in a Juicy tracksuit, wearing Uggs, maybe in a low-rise pocketless denim with a tiny purse, a Playboy Bunny–sticker tan line peeking out from the lower left hip, a bedazzled flip phone in her pocket so she won’t miss her “ride or die”’s texts.
