Abercrombie & Fitch

Every time I’m in the store, the employees are friendly and smiling, the music makes for a fun shopping experience and I love the smell! The summer sale had some awesome deals!

Really bad service attitude from really bad staffs. I used to love A&F. What a shame. Beware when you have this many bad reviews.

I was at the store yesterday, the sales person was very helpful … got a pair of jeans under 40 $, I felt it was a good deal. other stuff was pretty expensive for me… perfume smell was very strong in did. will try to go to the shop again in few months…

Came here for my Christmas shopping and bought a lot of items. Christmas Day husband opens the present but couldn’t wear the sweater I got from here as the theft prevention clip wasn’t removed. Brought it back to the store after Christmas and they refused to remove it without the receipt even though the tag with bar code is still on. Called home to search for receipt and got husband to send image. Instead of typing in the receipt code insisted I brighten my phone screen so she can scan the bar code. I did that and finally took off the clip and handed item back to me without a word. Awful customer service. They should also look into upgrading their backend system as basically every store can check barcode for returns now and I wasn’t even returning it. I’m back because of an error they made at the time of purchase. Not coming back again.

Nothing like a mouthful of carcinogens on your walk to work. This place needs to keep its doors closed if it wants to pump that noxious waste it calls cologne through its air vents and into the streets. I hate having to walk past this place.

One of the more brighter stores, though mind you, still dim. No doubt a great DT location.
Glad there are a few more lounge comffy chairs here on the right-​hand side, on the split level too.
This past weekend, no major sales.
Seemed the orange pastel colour theme is in.

Bought a bunch of stuff back in December, including a shirt that was over $ 70. Started wearing it in March and after first wash it tore up around the collar. Took it back to the store for a fix. A pretty young manager started telling me about their 60 day return policy. WHen I mentioned it wasn’t about the return but their quality and possible fix she told me she would try to find me in the system, then she changed her mind and told me nothing can be done. I was about to throw that crappy stuff they sold me in her face. How can their customer service be that bad? She didn’t even try to come to some sort of solution. Never again I will shop there!

This store has cute over priced clothes. I hate this location because it’s a «no promotion/​tourist location store» store meaning if there was a 50% off sale on outer wear this location would not participate. I would have to travel to southcenter mall to get that sale price. Most of the time shopping online would be cheaper then going to the actual store XD The clearance isn’t bad pretty clean because barely anyone steps foot in this store.
My friend Jenny works there and she’s super helpful :)
The staff is a mix. Some super nice and some snobby. It’s expected right?

I used to refuse to step into Abercrombie, but one day I randomly did, and I ended up purchasing some items from the clearance rack. That’s where it’s at… The red lines!
Their target demographic is obviously teenagers but I see a lot of young adults (particularly Asians) here too, including myself. If you avoid the skimpy torn mini skirts and bikini tops, there is actually a decent amount of everyday clothing too.
I’ve gotten a bright red cardigan for about $ 20. I’ve also gotten a cute navy blue eyelet top for about $ 15.
Given the location of this store, the store is surprisingly well kept.

I only like A&F because the shirts fit me great. However, the smell that thickens the air in there is disgusting. I live downtown and you can smell that cologne dump all the way down the street.
The staff only makes the experience tolerable because «pretty» does not equal smart, and even pretty is perspective. I am not that weak.

Very nice store! I love A&F as well as Hollister and this is my favorite A&F store to date!
It’s two stories so it’s big and it has a lot of merchandise!
It is in a very good location in downtown Seattle and it can’t be missed!
The only think to note is that even though everybody knows the music in this stores are loud, well in this it’s pretty loud and you can’t hear a thing!
Overall nice store! I’d return here!

From the moment I walked in, I felt as though I was not good enough to wear the clothes, or even browse through. The place has an atmosphere of superficiality and cattiness. A&F even smells like «belltown nightclub purfume», enough to give me a headache. So, if the club is closed, and you want to see the people who you will see at the club tonight in their «natural environment», come to A&F, where you are absolute crap if you are not model-​looking.

I’m always a fan of A&F in other states or other cities that are further away from the Bay Area than here in the Bay Area simply because there are too many Small sized girls in the bay area!
Every time there is any type of sale or product that is desirable, I can rarely ever find it in the stores here because everyone has already purchased it all out. I liked this store a lot because it was easy to navigate, it was easy to find my sizes and since they were having a sale I found my size in almost everything I wanted!
The line was a bit long and they have a creepier version of the moose head above their check out counters but I didn’t mind since I got all my cheapie AF goodies in my size on sale!

Loved this A&F more than the Bellvue Sqaure one. This place had better clearance items which I shopped. I picked up 2 pairs of jeans, jeans, two 1 long sleeve woven & two polo shirts for less than $ 100. Can’t go wrong with that.
Not many ppl working the floor. Seems like a slow day but i got a hell of a deal and will be going back when I’m in Seattle again.

The last time I set foot at A&F, the semi-​nude, life-​size photo of the Carlson twins graced the store entrance. A decade after, nothing has changed. Same soft-​porn ad to assault your eyes, overpowering in-​store cologne wafting all the way out to the avenue to ravage your nose, and the skin-​deep beautiful staff who perennially folds clothes like the end of time is near — act busy!
Why was I here again? Ah yes, the friends I’m visiting in Asia love A&F — anything American for that matter — and I always visit bearing gifts like one of the wise men in Bethlehem.
3 R’s to Hate A&F (through the years):
(1) RACE has always been an issue. From widespread discrimination of minority applicants to the «two wongs can make white» t-​shirt that stereotyped, amazingly one of their big markets, Asians. Today, for every deluge of whiteness there is a token black or brown tucked in the corner of the store. It’s the America A&F promotes, not the America that stands proud of its diversity.
(2) RED LINE items are on sale on the racks, not at the cash register. Oldest trick in retail business. The bad part — the skin-​deep beautiful staff who perennially folds clothes also can’t think for themselves. It’s all basement, no second floor. «Sorry, this is marked wrong,» said the lady standoffishly behind the register. So I walked her lovingly to where I found the stack of shirts all marked wrong. And just like that, a small flickering light bulb flashed: «Let me do a refund.» It’s only an honest merchandising error when it happens once… not every time.
(3) RIGHTS or respect for labor do not exist at A&F’s manufacturing sites abroad. See Jessica’s link…
So why am I here again? Two words that resonate on the other side of the globe: Colonial Mentality. Two whites (Abercrombie and Fitch) make many wongs happy. Sadly the truth.

you stink.
and you’re mean.

My friends dragged me to this store on our way to Pacific Place. Below are my observations;
1. Store has an overpowering and irritating scent.
2. Wow, what a customer service. I needed assistance and they are acting so busy and running all around. I just don’t get it. Is there some sort of VIP treatment here?
I rest my case. I’m not going back.

The employees were nice (and cute, as normal, though much younger than me!) and the sale going on was pretty great too. I tried on a few items and ended up buying a cute little pink tee. The original $ 40 price tag for this shirt was outrageous but the $ 19.90 seemed reasonable for the detailing on it…
Jeff found a long-​sleeved striped button-​down shirt that I LOVED. It’s pretty easy for a guy to pick out clothes that I will like in this store!
I used to shop at Abercrombie a lot before their prices shot up. This was a nice little trip into their overly-​cologned store and memories…

Oh, Abercrombie. You of the thumping bass, the olfactory assault, the massive wall-​sized soft porn…
For some cosmically odd reason, A&F jeans always fit well, so I took the bold step of venturing into the store last summer to buy a new pair. Confident, newly ten pounds lighter, I walked in and stood before the jean wall, trying to ignore the thumping techno track. Hunting a size six, short. All that I saw before me, however, were piles and piles of zeros, twos, and fours. For three or four shelves high.
I looked higher. There was a row of shelves, empty. And above my head, above the reach of my fingers… the size sixes. No stepladder, no employee in sight. I climbed precariously onto the shelf with the zeros, pushing aside the miniature jeans with the toes of my shoes, my fingers stretching as far as they could toward the elusive sixes, trying to grab one…
And then it dawned on me. These were the fat jeans! Abercrombie doesn’t want you to buy their jeans if you can’t wear a size four or smaller! To shame you, they hide them high up so you have to climb the shelves in front of everyone. Which just says, hey, you don’t have the ass of a sixteen-​year-​old model? You don’t belong here. And we don’t want you back.
I don’t, and I don’t. And I won’t be.

I can’t even think of the clothes they sell. The non-​existent service and worker drones suck, but what’s worse is the putrid scent that’s horribly intended to be perceived coolness.
It smells so strong that it reminds me of a cheap perfume mixed with rotting fruit. It’s so sickening. :P** I’m pretty sure you can develop tumors from continual olfactory assault.
The office I used to work in was on the same block as this reeking establishment, so I was subjected to its odor while passing by, and I sometimes find myself walking across the multi-​laned street to get from point A to B.
The only time I don’t have to mind the stink was before this place opened its doors while it’s raining or snowing outside.