I don’t know if you’ve ever been unfortunate enough to go into a Hollister store. I have teenaged cousins, so I have had to suffer through the poor lighting and horrifically loud music, not to mention the crappy, overpriced clothes. And I also realize after reading that sentence back to myself, I am officially old.
Being a California native, I have never cottoned to Hollister and its offerings, which are nondescript, cheap looking articles of clothing that somehow pass as surfer “chic.” Just know that no real surfer would ever be caught dead in Hollister clothing.
So, establishing that I have a hard time giving them a fair shake, along come these gems, targeted toward teen girls:
Excuse me? “The twins are quite a handful?”
“Save a wave, ride a surfer?”
Thanks Hollister! Now I have even more reason to hate you!