I’ve posted before on what a mecca Beverly Hills is for high heel fans. I think it’s also a great destination for fans of being ignored or humiliated.
I was browsing in one of the high end department stores here today. All the male sales assistants had been their useful effusive helpful selves. Any section I wandered into would generate a greeting and an offer of assistance. Then I crossed into an area run by a rather striking lady. She was a tall attractive brunette, sporting tight leather pants with knee high boots. That’s the kind of look that’ll catch my eye in any situation. I swear to God, she took one look and then visibly sneered at me. Some pro-dommes would have killed to capture her expression at that particular moment in their gallery pages. There was a slight disdainful wave away with her hand, and then she went back to chatting to her friend. Who, I might add, was sporting some outrageously high heels of her own.
For some submissives this might have been a major thrill. For me, I took my business elsewhere. If she’d come across and started bossing me around, she probably could have sold me any number of ridiculously over-priced Italian jackets.
This is Karen Elson in a shoot for Vogue magazine by Steven Klein. I found it here.
How incredibly rude of her! Not to mention dumb.
It pays in retail to be courteous to everyone. My hairdresser, at one point, had been fired from an art gallery in NYC because he threw out an old gent in a flasher’s mac….who turned out to be the Getty’s art buyer. I’m sure everyone knows similar stories.
Nice story. There was an article I was reading the other day about high end car dealerships that had a similar line. The owner there taught his sales people to watch out for the guy in scruffy jeans and a T-Shirt strolling around the sales floor, as he was probably the uber-rich guy who wasn’t bothered about looking good. In contrast, the guy in a suit was likely the one trying to impress people and therefore just window shopping.
I thought I was dressed pretty appropriately for the store – particularly given I already had a bag from the similar store down the street – but who knows. Maybe she just didn’t give a shit that day 🙂
-paltego
“Well, the first thing I tell these security guys,” Varsano said, “is if a guy comes in here with torn jeans and a T-shirt, that guy might be worth $5 billion! A guy comes in and looks like me” — he shot his cuffs and smoothed his waistcoat — “those guys are the working stiffs.”
Selling Airborne Opulence to the Upper Upper Upper Class
– New York Times, 2017/01/23
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/01/23/magazine/selling-airborne-opulence-to-the-upper-upper-upper-class.html
Funny, because I actually read that article when it was published, but didn’t remember that bit. Well spotted! It’s obviously a common theme for anyone selling really high end goods.
-paltego