fake ones = badly printed nirvana hoodies, too many coloured rubber bangle bracelet things, oversize corduroy baggies in hideous colours, tiny crying-out-for-help-my-life-is-so-crap scratches on wrist made with a compass and pathetic squeak in retaliation to chavs. secretly likes Busted. or, god forbid, McFly.
real ones = you know who you are. yay you. ^.^
fake = -squeaks- mommy stopped my pocket money, now I can't buy that new fake Rasmus hoodie! I'm going to go and scratch myself and write poems about how depressed I am