I was almost embarrassed to be in here. It kind of felt like I had wandered aimlessly into a slumber party hosted by a Mean Girl who invited a couple of geeky girls as entertainment. You know what happens when you crash a Mean Girl’s slumber party? Not a goddamn thing. You just realize how sad it must be to be that mean all the time. Everything in here was just as sad and shallow. There was lots of distressed denim and shiny plastic and nobody would look me in the eye.