Does it make you feel old that The O.C. is ten? Surprisingly, it doesn’t, for me — but talk to me again when it turns twenty — or at least not in the way I felt ancient when Johnny Depp turned fifty. Regardless, many things about The O.C. are timeless, and Peter Gallagher’s hungry, hungry facial caterpillars are one of them. It takes some serious blue steel to wear those god-given marvels, and the erstwhile Sandy Cohen has it. Let’s marinate in their glory.