It was during my freshman year of high school that I decided that bad posture was cool. All of the cool kids in TV shows had that disaffected slouch that said to the world “I’ll do what I want, and take it easy while I do it.” It was in my mind, the perfect look for me, so I had to emulate it.
My first attempts at what I would consider the cool slouch wound up making me look more like a cowboy than a cool guy. I think it was the hips. I curved my tailbone under just a little too much, resulting in a splayed leg, walking manner that would only impress the man I’d be dueling with at high-noon. Looking laid back was a lot more work than I thought.