By Katie Gougeon

It was curtains in Orange County last night as FOX’s golden child threw its final punch.
After four years in The O.C., creator Josh Schwartz has taught us that money can’t buy happiness, but it sure does buy a Range Rover full of jaw-dropping plot twists. At a time when television was dominated by Who Wants to Survive My Geek Super Nanny and other such reality gems, those lovable but not infallible kids from Newport Beach took the ratings by storm.
With a how-to-be-a-hipster soundtrack, Seth, Summer, Ryan and Marissa reinvented cool for those too young to remember the kids from the other prestigious zip code. At its peak the show spawned a reality incarnation, a fashion icon, a new dialect and even a now widely-recognized holiday. But The O.C. came unhinged earlier than expected, with the onscreen death of main character Marissa Cooper at the end of its third season. With sixteen more episodes of cage fighting, bunny rabbits, and natural disasters under its belt, the cease and desist order from FOX came as no surprise.
But it seems many Torontonians have developed an attachment to the primetime phenomenon. And, while it’s too late to throw together a Cotillion or install an infinity pool, Torontoist has a few suggestions to help maintain your inner-Newpsie.

• Hole up in your room, listen to Death Cab for Cutie, and draw sexualized cartoons of the person you secretly love.
• Head down to The Beach or Harbourfront, stroll along a pier, and think about your latest addiction and/or pregnancy scare.
• Relocate, if only for one night, to one of the many model homes in and around the GTA. Bring your skateboard and your emotional baggage
• Finally, not a day should go by without bagels, plastic horses, fisticuffs, and a completely inappropriate relationship. Pencil in money laundering, for when you have spare time.

And if that doesn’t do the trick, remember that there’s always Thanksgiving and Chrismakuh.
The O.C. Series Finale can be watched over and over again here. Photo courtesy of pimp.daddyyyy. No joke.