On our weekly pizookie run to BJ’s, my friends and I witnessed a swarm of girls beat us to a table. All perfectly dressed to appear in a Hollister commercial, we theorized that they simply pressed copy and paste on their ensembles as we watched the sea of wide-legged sweatpants and slick-back ponytails pass by. While we did voice this opinion to one another, we never voiced the sentiment that… Source
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