The Abercrombie case
What's the connection, then, between [dopamine] and [mirror neurons]? Let’s watch our brains in action as we pay a visit to Abercrombie & Fitch, the clothing mecca for tweens and teens. In many of its stores, especially those in large urban cities, the company positions large blow-up posters of half-naked models just inside their doors. Not only that, they hire actual models to hang out in front of the store in groups. Naturally, both the poster and the real-life models are all attired in form-fitting Abercrombie clothes (at least those who are wearing much of anything), and they look fantastic- young, sexy, healthy, and preposterously good-looking. Clearly, they’re members of the hip, popular crowd (at the Abercrombie’s Fifth Avenue store in New York, you’ll notice that tens if not hundreds of pedestrians will slow down and linger in their vicinity). Let’s say you're a socially uncertain fourteen-year-old. As you pass by the store, your mirror neurons fire up. You can imagine yourself among them: popular, desired, at the center of it all. Then—you just can’t help it—you go into the store. The place is designed to resemble a dark, noisy nightclub, and the people working there are just as sinuous and good-looking as the models on the billboard and the models milling around on the m'des\'all: outside. One of the salesgirls asks if she can help you. Help me? your brain echoes. Damn straight—you can help me become you. You inhale that cloying, characteristic Abercrombie fragrance that lingers in your nostrils long after you’\'e left the store—and before you’ve even tried on a single item of clothing, your brain is sold. You approach the counter with the clothing you’ve just picked out. As you're getting ready to blow a bundle on jeans and sweaters, your dopamine level soars into the stratosphere. As the clerk rings up and bags your purchases in that beautiful black-and-White Abercrombie hag tattooed with bare—chested models, you’re feeling cool, you’re feeling gorgeous—you’re feeling like one of “them". Which produces a feeling the brain automatically links back to the models outside, the fragrant and pervasive smell, and the late-night atmosphere of the store itself—and when you tuck that gorgeous bag under your arm, you're taking home a little bit of that popularity. A few days later, you're walking down the street when you spy another Abercrombie store. Actually, the smell hits you first, from a hundred yards away -and instantaneously brings back to you that dopamine rush you experienced when you were last inside. Again, our mirror neurons take in the scantily clad models adorning the tore entrance, and the paid models idling outside, and irresistibly r thread, you're drawn back inside to get another ot of pleasure and reward—and another charge to your parents’ credit card. Between your mirror neurons making you feel sexy and attractive, and your dopamine creating that near-orgasmic anticipation of reward, your rational mind doesn’t stand a chance.