Your Teenage Self Was A F***ing Star

Bring your fumbles and humiliations, your ukulele songs, and band camp tears. While you were drooling in braces, eating friendless lunches, and cutting your own bangs: guess what? All that time, teenage you was a fucking STAR. She just never knew it. The best comedy comes from utter vulnerability, so we’re quantum leaping back to … YOUR TEENAGE SELF! In this 2-part double-header, you’ll remember who you were in high school, roll around in the cringy nostalgia (turns out it’s delicious!), do an archeological dig in your mom’s basement, dust off any old shame, fall in love with your V1 prototype, and from this tender and hilarious place craft an idiosyncratic, achingly specific high school heroine for the ages. Not “you”—but gorgeous pieces of you, folded into an exquisitely funny character.