A friend and I were shopping at Phipps Plaza in jeans and sneakers when we decided to venture into Jimmy Choo, a tiny store with great shoes. Immediately, we could feel the snub from the pretty sales people. I guess they figured we weren’t serious customers. Hmm, I thought, I like shoes and I can afford a pair of these Jimmy Choos if I want them. Instead, they lost me at their non-hello. We browsed for a hot minute, then left.
I know the drill at luxury retailers. I have friends and family members who’ve worked at Burberry, Gucci and Salvatore Ferragamo. When you enter this world, you are usually greeted by polished sales people who are generally well-educated, and look like they just stepped out of a magazine. These folks are selling a lifestyle; so looking the part is a must.
Enter Jay Z, who along with his wife…
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