Jigsaw

You can’t see it, but i’m doing a First To Review dance in my living room…
Besides my glee at added a new addition to my FTR domination, I actually quite like Jigsaw. I don’t make a point of shopping on George St that often, and contrary to popular belief, that has very little to do with the fact that it houses mostly big brands that make my wallet cry. Even I get distracted by a shiny Anthropologie window every now and again. It’s because George St has been the home of some of my WORST customer service experiences.
… look, it get it. When I walk into a shop where the price tag slopes on the steep side, I very rarely look «posh». Even when i’m trying, i’m likely wearing some sort of comic themed dress and beat up flats. I don’t tend to look like i’d happily drop x number of pounds on something classy. But what they don’t know is that those beat up flats are pretty good quality and I had that dress made. I might LOOK like a teenager, but I learned a long time ago that it’s worth it to splurge on clothing. Sure, I can get dressed head to toe in Primark, but with my running around, i’d be needed a new outfit every few months. I don’t mind paying for things that last.
Jigsaw was one of the only places that didn’t treat me like a waste of time or roll their eyes when I walked in the door (that review is coming…). Every time i’ve been in, they’ve been cheerful and downright helpful… even this last time when I got caught in a rainstorm and arrived looking the part of a drowned rat. The make well tailored clothes and (a major plus for us short folks), I don’t have to tailor the arms to fit. You won’t understand how awesome that is unless you too have spent the last 30 years having to make every damn sleeve shorter.
I bought a pretty linen blazer from them and on my hunt for a trench coat, they were easily my first stop (but sold out… boo.). So no, I don’t shop George St often, but I make an exception for Jigsaw.