Ericce

They seem to have changed their name to «Jaxx Boutique», which is great ’cause I could never figure out how to pronounce «Ericce» anyway.
Everything is cute, nothing fits unless you’re a size 2 – 6, and I covet the bags but not enough to drop $ 400 on them.
If you’re going out of your way to shop here, you might want to call first ’cause they are frequently closed for buying trips…

I am a sucker for a cute clothing boutique and I love ‘finding’ great ones that can support my fashion addictions. I had seen this store a couple of times on the way to a regular massage appointment and always said – next time, I will stop in. Well, last week I did and I can say that Ericce will not be sharing the windfall of my shopping dollars ever.
Here’s what happened…
Seconds after walking through the door, this woman approached me with a cell phone glued to her ear, her other arm up and her index waving. Now most people get this signal as ‘wait a minute’ or ‘hold it right there’. I was kind of puzzled because I had never walked into an open store and had the shopkeeper (and since there was no one else visible in the store, I assumed she was working there) tell me to wait. So I looked at her, smiled and started to browse. Apparently, I was supposed to wait at the door and it clearly ticked her off that I didn’t.
The next thing I know she is standing next to me, with the cell phone still on her ear, sternly telling me what ‘what to expect’ of the store and what each ‘section’ was. It was a completely unnecessary explanation since the store was so small and everything was visible. Her ‘explanation of Ericce ended with: ‘…and the sale section is over there. That’s where you want to look. That’s the stuff that’s not expensive.’ And then she walked away from me, cell phone still on her ear.
Now, I just left a massage and don’t exactly look like a polished princess, but I don’t look like a bum either and I am really feeling like she is trying to passive-​aggressively tell me that I am beneath what her store offers. I am generally a low maintenance shopper and in no way expect to be waited on hand-​and-​foot, but her attitude and dismissive demeanor did not bode well. Even though my instinct was to leave, I do what I came in to do – I start shopping.
The cloths that she had from each line were on the safe side – there was nothing special or unique about anything in the store. I did notice is that every item was an XXS, XS or S. OK, so maybe it was a petite store and I didn’t get the message. (Hum, maybe that’s what she was trying to tell me). I make my way to the jeans (nothing special there), purses and across the shop. At this point, cell phone lady walked up to me again – pointing at this sale section and directing me: ‘What you want is over there”. At this point, I am just too annoyed to look any further and I left.
Bottom line:
I don’t need ‘to be helped’ by someone with a cell phone glued to her ear who clearly has no interest in ‘helping’ me.
I find it hard to believe that a business could succeed by ‘down selling’ their clientele.
You can find everything in this shop at numerous other locations in Seattle.
2 stars are for the fact that I didn’t have to go out of my way to find this store.