MY FIRST TRIP TO URBAN OUTFITTERS
I consider buying a small cactus for £7.
Yes, I could be kicked out of Bristol for saying this but until today I had never shopped at the Holy Grail that is ‘Urban’. I hadn’t realised it was a thing until Uni, when it quickly became clear that it was the Go-To for anything mesh, faux-vintage or sporty-when-you-don’t-really-do-sport.
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Entering Urban Outfitters is like breaking into the wardrobe of any student. There are so many different types of fashion here, from floral chiffon to chunky FILA sweatshirts. I think anyone could see themselves buying something (if you are willing to miss meals to be able to afford it).
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| The main test in Urban is you cannot question the relevance of any of these things |
The photo-booth and tables of journals and neon signs and light-embellished curtain really shouldn’t work here but actually really do. I don’t know what they add to the experience of trying on ‘reworked’ adidas, but, there you go.
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| Just some light reading |