They carried other stuff, too-- shirts, coats, a limited but excellent selection of belts, jewelry, hats, and anything else your little hippie heart could desire.
Somewhere in there the gap faded off my radar. I didn't even know they were still around. At some point they made a half hearted attempt to woo me back with the familiar sounding "Fall... in...to... the GAP!" commercials. They got my attention, but somehow sounded lackluster and contrived. I ignored them a while longer.
Now the GAP carries mediocre, mass market, store brand crap. It's pricey as if they were designer jeans. It's become a horrible parody of itself. I don't recall the last time I heard Orkin's voice; I can't remember if they used him for the more recent commercials or not. It hasn't been that long since I was in a GAP store, though. I'm kind of glad I have no modern association between Orkin and the GAP. Blech.
Almost everything in there (at least in jeans) was GAP brand. The fit was atrocious. Their girl & woman jeans are coming to be known as Mom Jeans, the kiss of death for cool. Their mens jeans were hideous. I bought a blue jean jacket that was OK. Not great. It's starting to tear up, not lasting as long as a well made Levis or Wranglers would. Designer jean quality (fair) and prices (horrid) without the looks or fit.
No thanks.
(Thanks to Kayla Lankford for inspiring me to get this out of my system.
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