Not that long ago, wearing Abercrombie & Fitch felt like being a member of an exclusive club. You felt cool because somebody cool sold you the clothes. If your life looked anything like the catalogue, you probably had a cool car, probably had a healthy allowance, probably had attractive, blonde-highlighted friends. You were generally killing it (as much as teen could). You were in with the in crowd, or at least you had no hangups over paying $139 to feel like you were. And being the company on t...
Not that long ago, wearing Abercrombie & Fitch felt like being a member of an exclusive club. You felt cool because somebody cool sold you the clothes. If your life looked anything like the catalogue, you probably had a cool car, probably had a healthy allowance, probably had attractive, blonde-highlighted friends. You were generally killing it (as much as teen could). You were in with the in crowd, or at least you had no hangups over paying $139 to feel like you were. And being the company on t...
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