Ann Summers

I walked into this branch of Ann Summers, had a quick glance around and walked back out, because it was mobbed with people and clothes to the point of awkwardness!
It isn’t the biggest Ann Summers store but I believe you can make the best of any space. This Ann Summers simply isn’t set out the right way. You have the lingerie at the door, of course, and up the middle, rails of Sale blocked the way to the naughtier stuff at the back which wasn’t very privately set up, making everyone having a little browse very red-​faced!
I didn’t enjoy my shopping experience here, and I would probably choose to avoid it in the future.

To be honest, once you get past the stage of being stupid giggly fifteen year-​olds daring eachother to set foot inside this place — and, oh my god, actually buy something — it loses most of its appeal.
Some of their underwear is ok, but the vast majority of it is borderline ridiculous. And don’t even get me started on the entire wall of sex toys and uniforms. If you’re ever bored and in need of a giggle, come in here just before Valentines Day and watch all the unimaginative guys hopelessly trying to pick out a present for their other half. It’s hilarious.
Aside from that, unless you’re going on a really chavvy hen do and need ample amounts of penis straws/​L-​plates/​slutty outfits, then you can get stuff for all your other lingerie needs in other shops which will probably be much better-​priced.

Turning up at my girlfriend’s with a bag full of the merchandise on sale here would result in a sore face and would be sleeping on the floor for months.
Maybe if I keep trying she’ll eventually see the light.

With all the cute little discreet sex shops around Edinburgh you’re really making a statement going into Ann Summers.
Statement number one — you’re going to a hen do. Buy all your slutty outfits here; nurses, miss massage, police women. These are all tolerable for nights out with your exhibitionist friends but not dirty enough for some real fun.
Statement number two — you’re not that sexually adventurous because you can’t buy any hardcore stuff here, just bits of feather attached to the end of sticks, blindfolds and lube — pretty standard right? The wall of dildos has it plus points but it’s not particularly the romance of Sex and the City.

Um…
I know there is a bit of hype around Ann Summers shops, and I understand that it’s not the sort of place to take your Gran, but it is one of those places that you have to go in at some point in your youth. I went in looking for an outfit for a fancy dress party — I wanted to look good but not skanky — there’s a fine line. I was amazed at some of the things they sold — the toys and creams were wild, who thinks of this stuff?! I managed to find an appropriate nurse outfit and tried it on — imagine my surprise to see my then-​boyfriend peeping through a whole in the door… specifically designed for this purpose! I felt quite uneasy!
When I got to the till (the outfit cost me £28 and was of a far greater quality than other things I had seen in fancy dress shops) I was offered a new ‘bullet’ vibrator. The lady was telling me how brilliant it was and how extreme the vibrations were. TOO MUCH INFORMATION. I hastily declined and retreated retreated retreated. I know it’s the sort of shop that is quite controversial, and my outfit was really quite nice for a fancy dress party, but I’m not going back in a hurry!

I don’t really get the whole «sexy» thing with PVC, lace, tacky suspenders and gummy handcuffs, it just makes me feel a little bit ill to be honest with you and I don’t know how anyone could get into this kind of stuff with a straight face because I would just burst out laughing.
Walking past this store nothing about it seems inviting and unless you want to dress up like a slut for Halloween and are ridiculously attention seeking and don’t get any other attention any other day of the year, I can’t see any need for shopping in Ann Summers.
I guess I’m such a little girl when it comes to stuff like this but it really just makes me cringe and surely slipping off to slip into some edible underwear would ruin the mood somewhat? There are other shops in the other that are a little more tasteful than Ann Summers, but each to their own, I suppose.