My Louis Vuitton accessories have been gifts (so I've gone in for an exchange), and I figured instead of spending my money online... I would drive the 30-45 minutes it takes to go to the local store. I for sure wanted the one item, but there were a couple of pieces I have been eyeing online... and who knows, crazier things have happened...
So I walk straight into Louis Vuitton. No one is on the sales floor. I give a very friendly "Hello!" and I see a male SA stay behind the counter. I'm the only person in store, so it's obvious that he doesn't think that I look like I should be in there. I walked right up to him and said that I wanted to purchase the Bolt keyring/ pochette extender in brass. He said that he "thinks we don't have it." I asked him to make sure since I drove out for it.
"I'm pretty sure we don't." Asshole... I asked for the Nashville store's inventory and said I wanted to look around. I asked about a scarf that I saw online and liked, a Stephen Sprouse Limited Edition tribute pareo:
"Oh, we don't have one." Sure enough, they had one in the window display... which he sure hated grabbing for me when I asked him for it. I don't know what it was, but I just whipped it around my neck... and while I knew that it looked absolutely horrendous on me, I could see in his face that he thought I couldn't afford it.
"I'll take it." I, of course, confirmed the return policy in case B.A.C. thought it was ugly (likely). He kept repeating that if I needed to, I could "make the exchange in Nashville when (I) pick up my keyring." Oh, in hindsight I get it... this guy wanted to make sure he kept his commission by having the return take place in another store.
While I was making my rounds at Plaza Frontenac, where brain cells go to die, I received a call from my guardian angel... my BFF Sally. Oh, Sally! I cannot thank her enough for being honest enough to tell me that the scarf was an expensive piece of ugly and a few "oh no he d'int"s. She convinced me to return the scarf just then and there.
I did wander into Juicy Couture beforehand though... they are having an awesome sale, BTW. It's 25% off the sale prices... I picked up a hot pink tracksuit and a neon red pair of their snap pocket velour pants. I'm pretty excited for my new exercise clothes since I tend to walk in Forest Park and they are cute enough to be seen in public in.
When I walked back into the store, the original SA ignored me and walked away from the counter. Talk about rude! The lady who has helped my mother buy a bag before handled my return and was lovely... But yeah, that guy really annoyed me. Fuck him.
Justin was fuming mad when I told him about my experience. It still baffles me the looks that guy was giving me. Granted, I walked in freshly showered (so no, my herr was not did) and I was very casual: Juicy hoodie (with Swavorski crystals, so one of their more expensive ones), Kasil denim, Tory Burch flats, Botkier handbag, LV keychain (VW and BMW keys) in my hand, Tom Ford sunglasses on... Now, I've never been one of the retail types to only want to help people dressed up (ironically, usually people dress up to browse) but if I were one of those idiot sales associates that did do that, I wouldn't look in disdane at the girl wearing a $200 hoodie, $250 jeans, a $700 bag, a $200 keychain and $400 sunglasses when my store's price points range from $200-$3,000.
I'm really glad I decided to return it.
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