So yes, once at a Christmas party at my bfs brothers house I heard the brother’s wife’s daughter use the term on fleek. I can’t even remember what was so perfect except that it was not and will never be me. My eyebrows are in their bushy natural state, my makeup is absent with just a bit a chapstick to actually prevent chapping rather than provide a slight shine. Because a few of us in the over forty set had no idea what language she was speaking she was nice enough to explain that and a few other things I’ve forgotten out of disuse. After all, how often do I get to hang out with 20 somethings and who ever thought it might improve my vocabulary? Oh and by the way if anything is on fleek it is that tulip in the photo above.