Took 5 teenage girls (because I am that cool), one miserable 11-year-old boy and one bald rather attractive husband (because I am that stupid) shopping because I am looking for the Mom-of-the-Year medal and didn’t want to sit through the Bieber movie. Actually, after days of listening to: “The NEW FOREVER 21 STORE OPENED AND  IT HAS TWO FLOORS AND  EVERYONE IS GOING AND  PLEASE-PLEASE-PLEASE  DON’T MAKE US WAIT ‘TIL