Yesterday, Karen and I met up for a lovely brunch and a few hours of shopping. While we were making the rounds at the Century City mall, I was dismayed to see that the Talbot's Petites store had closed their doors. This was one of the last retailers to devote a decent amount of brick-and-mortar space to their Petites line. Over the last few years, other retailers with petites lines (for women under 5'4") have been steadily shrinking alotted real estate to the point that in most stores the Petites section (if there even is one...Saks closed theirs at the end of last year) is now a postage-stamp sized corner carrying one or two styles, and usually sold out of everything in between an XS and XL.
For those of us who are short, it's not just a matter of buying regular sizes and hemming. Sleeve lengths, where the waist hits, where pockets and buttons are best placed and proportions in general are different for us. More and more we are being relegated to shopping solely online or making do with what items we can find in Misses sizes that work. I've always tried to patronize the brick-and-mortar petites stores and departments, but it seems there aren't enough of our vertically-challenged demographic to keep these places afloat.
On the bright side, Karen found some lovely earrings and a great scarf, and I enjoyed a day of shopping without feeling particularly tempted to buy anything. However I'm coveting the Ann Taylor silk blouse that Karen was wearing (and raving about), and may have to go hunt one down.
In other Retail Reconnaissance updates: H&M still full of cheap acryllic crap (not a Choo to be seen anywhere in the store, despite the media hoopla) and water remains wet.