FAB recently went into American Apparel in darkest Brooklyn in search of a possible Hannukah present for a middle-school-aged cousin and was horrified to find herself trapped in some sort of claustrophobic interior shop purveying 80's aerobic gear reimagined in fluorescent spandex and obnoxious lamé (though is there really any other type?).

This video exposé expresses EXACTLY how we feel about American Apparel.

And we have to give these ladies some serious props for having the nuts to not only let someone else into the terrifying dressing room -and by "someone else" we mean a videographer- but then to post the masterwork on a Gawker Media website.