I've shopped in various parts of the U.K., Canada and the U.S. and I can't say that I've had one single negative experience.
I've been complimented on my LE pochettes and on the kusama dangly dangling off my speedy, had a manager recently look at me in surprised delight when he discovered that I knew about their newly released lockit jewellery line, had SAs call around town to find me things, had an impromptu discussion with a girl at Harrod's on which uni was better for her academic interests, had a chat with a lady about her musical Polish accent (the equally charming LVLA was with me), showed how I do my 'I'm too cool for school finger snap' to an amused guy at LV Holts, cracked up several SAs and been cracked up by a few. Oh, and then there's the delightful Sebastien in Manchester, who was so utterly charming that I actually felt my eyelashes wanting to bat at him.
