Lacoste

This would have been my favorite place to shop back in my fraternity days of neon-colored-popped-collar-polo’s.
But now, I think I’m a little too old to spend a decent chunk of change to litter my wardrobe with the «Hey I’m a hot frat boy who plays croquet on the front lawn» look. But at the same time, I do like the clothes and of course the little alligator logo is cutey patooty… so I wouldn’t be against owning a couple shirts!
This specific store ranks high with me after a recent trip looking for pants. Daniel & Deepa spotted a pair of pants in a window display that they wanted me to try on. Upon entering the store, the staff informed us that they were all boxed up in the back and leaving for the Wrentham Outlets shortly. But that didn’t stop them from re-​opening the boxes and pulling out the colors/​sizes I wanted to try on. In the end I didn’t buy anything, but I thought it was pretty cool that these guys were willing to do that for me.
Four stars for customer service and clothing that brightens my day.
PS – I totally was a hot frat boy who played croquet on the front lawn.

The clothes here are not my style at all. Despite the barrage of colors that assault your eyeballs when you enter, there isn’t much of a selection here. If you aren’t a fan of the polo… pass.
A pair for pants in the window display caught our eye, so we walked in and asked the staff where we can find them. that particular pant was about to be sent out to the outlets, but the young man helping us happily went to look for what we wanted in the yet to be shipped boxes. sadly the ones he brought up weren’t the right fit, but his enthusiasm and good nature earned this place some stars. i loved that he addressed daniel and me as «ladies».
not my style, but a good store if it is yours.

I hate this Lacoste store. No one helps you and the selection is so limited. All I wanted was a friggin polo without the damn aligator, moose, tiger, whale, t-​rex meandering across my left booby. The colors are very brave but nothing halts the Gucci toting fashion police from turning up their plastic noses like the Lacoste gator.
Why the 5 stars? The Lacoste door man. Never talks. Eyes half-​closed. Bored out of his damn mind. Completely disinterested in everything around him. So hot.