Words To Describe Primark Quagmire

For me, shop choice reveals lots about personality, and when I was faced with the prospect of visiting a Primark store, it was out of desperation. My view of Primark is one of trepidation. It is the equivalent of fashion suicide. However, in these times of hardship, I undertook the task of shopping at Primark for a plain black skater skirt, for a concert the following week. Having dragged myself around half of Westfield Shopping Centre, I thought Primark was the most likely place to find a skirt, without braking the bank and avoiding the quagmire of credit card debt. After all, Primark is now the 2nd largest retailer in the UK, so I hoped I would find a glass slipper amongst the quagmire. I hadn’t set foot in Primark since 2011 when I needed a 1950’s
It takes a while to adjust. It is the opposite of Burberry, for instance, with its piles of neatly folded frocks, delicately hung dresses and ironed to perfection polo shirts. The store is badly laid out with no signs. Clothes were on the floor, on the wrong hangers and you are left to drown amongst the sea of shoes. Finding the correct size became something of a lottery. My attempt to find the changing rooms was in vain. I trample through a maze of clothes to find a huge queue, which I stand in for 10 minutes and then impatiently give up. In the end, I find a somewhat quiet corner to try my skirt on, and discover a hole in the back. I pick up a set of hair bands to make my time spent worthwhile. With a net income of around £514 million you could see why- they didn’t care about me. Consequently, It feels like a conveyor belt. One cannot enter Primark without being reminded of the Bangladesh building collapse which killed over 1,100 workers on the 24th of April 2013. This does invite the question- is the value for money worth it? I end up buying a skirt at American Apparel quickly, easily and efficiently- although it was twice the