It's the only store in L.A. that feels oppressively exclusive to me - I hate getting bad service from tragically hip twenty year olds, and there are too many celebrities running around.
I've only ever gotten good service there, but at that time I was a tragically hip twenty something who knew way too much about jeans (I can tell denim weight by feel, correct about 80% of the time - sometimes processed denim throws you off) and I did some styling for semi-celebrities (the exclusive C-list) there. Â Actually, I was at the Santa Monica place a couple of weekends ago to show my fiancee, and although I made it clear from the beginning that I wasn't really interested in buying anything (they didn't have the exact jean I was looking for, in the exact size), I got to talking to one of the salesguys about jeans and cuts and the new season and the upcoming season, and about wearing in jeans, etc... He even commented positively on the hand customization of my Da'mage Rekkos. Â He left to talk to another (real) customer, and came back again to chat a little more. Â People who work at Fred Segal - HTC - are sort of like guys who work at used record stores. Â If you look like part of the tribe and can walk the walk and talk the talk, they are much friendlier. Â It's like that scene in High Fidelity. Â Sad, sort of.