People queued up yesterday morning for the chance to shop at the new King Street H&M, a massive store that opened in the old Kress building like it was the debut of the newest Lebron’s — although with more double-caps than double cuffs in the backseat of a squad car.
The celebrated Swedish retailer is a leading international clothing manufacturer with more than 3,000 stores around the world. It’s basically a Nordic version of the Gap, specializing in pushing cheap facsimiles of the day’s latest hip-new designs.
And people are eating this shit up.
I have been into an H&M once on a trip to New York. The store was messy, huge, and full of on-trend body tchotchkes. For a second, I thought I was at the Ladson Flea Market. I tried to browse the racks, but I felt overwhelmed by the jumbled merchandising and sheer volume of the place. I escaped to find respite in the 100-degree swelter of the streets of Midtown. The retched garbage smell was preferable to the chaos inside.
Watch this SNL video for some insight into the shopping experience:
In the end, H&M will be just like all the other chain store behemoths, a victim of their own trendiness. After a huge, hyped expansion, they’ll be forced to downsize and close shops. And the frugal fashionistas will be on to the next exciting store opening.