Hollister is like a rave party.
October 25th, 2009
I went on and adventure with two friends last night, in which we traveled to an unknown neighborhood in Chicago, but that’s a story for a different day. Instead, I’ll relay the much-loved Hollister Story Excursion.
What clothes you wear, I could care less. I’m pretty much all over the spectrum myself. I frequent resale shops for unique (and cheap!) pieces but have also bought brand new things from such stores as Express and Aeropostale. Not very often, mind you, but I do enjoy a well-fitted jean every now and then. However, I digress…
I have never in my life been in a Hollister, so one day when I was with my friend Rahsaan, we happened to pass by one in the Lighthouse Mall.
It was like a rave party in a store! All dark, bumping dance and trance beats. We went inside just to run a circuit so I could experience the extent of this oddity. It was missing strobe lights and glo stix. I’m not sure how people can shop in a dimly lit store. I couldn’t see much of anything, let alone the clothes. Maybe that’s the secret of Hollister’s success. No one can pick apart and scrutinize the clothes they’re buying because the can’t see a darn thing!
Halfway through the store I started to do a badly executed I’m-in-a-club-dance. A male patron looked at me disapprovingly.
We then left.
Quite an experience. If there are any other rave-esqe stores around, let me know. I want to go shake my moneymaker while I look at clothes I can’t quite see.
I went in that store with a friend when Luke was a newborn. It was awful, but on the plus side, it was so dark that no one realized I was walking around nursing him.
I seriously don’t know how people can shop in a dimly lit store. Maybe I’m just paranoid, but I inspect every inch of something I’m about to buy to make sure it won’t fall apart after one wash.
At least you could nurse without people giving you any flack.
I think it’s dimly lit so you can’t tell that they’re charging you so much money for such little fabric. I am with you, though. I inspect everything SO closely!
Yeah, I think that was the first time I nursed Luke in public, really, so I was nervous and glad that no one really noticed. Now I could care less, but the dim lighting sure helped then.
Great story! I laughed out loud picturing your excursion. = )
I have never been in one of their stores either. We will have to check it out when we go shopping.
When we go shopping, we should definitely go into a Hollister, Mom. It will be amazing!
Hmm. I need to go to malls more often. I could easily make it into an audio documentary. Count me in.
I am just glad you made it out of the store without being bumped and grinded against. Or given some pills that would have made you say, “Oh, touch my face!”