I learned a new expression that—trust me on this one—you don’t want to hear used in relation to your own daughter, at a recent brainstorming meeting for my day gig at Westchester magazine. One of my Millennial colleagues mentioned putting a “tramp stamp” on a model and then photographing it.

“Huh?” all the non-Millennials asked. “What’s that?” Turns out a tramp stamp is a tattoo on the lower back of a—gosh, I sure hope so—young woman’s body; it’s visible above her how-low-can-they-go-rise jeans. It’s kinda like shorthand for “I’m easy,” our co-worker helpfully explained.

Now that’s one of the reasons I love being a journalist; you’re always learning new things. And you just never know when they’ll come in handy—like now, for instance.