So, after traipsing this weekend with The Girlfriend and her 17-year-old niece through every clothing store in two malls that are oriented to young, pretty people, I have scientifically determined that Hollister Co. has the best music, kind of a quasi-retro surf-rock thing. They also have exactly the leather easy chair and ottoman I want for my living room, cunningly distressed to look like something found at random in an antique store… except that the same exact chair turned up in two different Hollister stores. Go figure.