It’s no secret I was a fan of Harmony Korine’s Spring Breakers because it was the best worst movie ever, also hilarious on so many levels a non-gen Y spring breaker might not ever be able to understand. But in an era that was pre-pink unicorn…

Spring. Break. It’s as if nothing as cool has ever happened in your entire life—or well, at least up until that seemingly crucial moment in time: somewhere along the lines of being halfway through college, pretty careless, no obligations. Just a chance to getaway for…