Monday, February 8, 2010

I hope you cry yourself to sleep, Abercrombie


Hanging out at my favorite store! I mean, what is there not to love between the hidious vintage incarnation of their very own elk (barffff) and their posters of stereoid(cidal) boys between the ages of 15 and 17. Uh.... nothing. Or is there...?

Sorry, I TOTALLY forgot to mention the smell of an 13 year old who just died from a perfume overdose, and the low class swedish techno soundtrack from September 2009. Or did I...?

Biggest fan of Abercrombu-hu. Ever.

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