Hollister

I popped in for a gift voucher for my Neice. This is definitely not a place I would normally shop, it’s far too dark for a start! I just about found my way to the till and just about managed to hear the girl at the till over the dead loud music. I think I’m just getting old…
It’s quite a cool place, it looks like a surf shack and they refer to girls as Betty’s which I think is quite cute :-) I def felt very old in here and all the customers looked like clones of each other :-)

I love that my boyfriend has written the only 5 star review of this place, and probably the only 5 star review this place would ever receive.
Hollister is a pinnacle feature of Buchanan Galleries, and this is made obvious by the often ridiculous amount of people waiting to go inside when there’s a sale on (and/​or hunky topless models promoting something new in store.) It’s designed to look like a Californian beach house, and it does this well — I like that inside there’s a couple of live feeds of Huntington Beach in Cali.
My issue with Hollister is that it’s overpriced for not that great a clothing line. I’m not a Hawaiian surfer — I have strong doubts that anyone in Glasgow is — but that’s the exact type of person Hollister is aimed at. What doesn’t help either whilst shopping is the almost total darkness bar a few down lights, and that Hollister aftershave is pumped through the air vents so that you’re constantly smelling it.
I’d stay away from here if you can. It’s good quality clothing if you’re looking to go surfing or look like you’re heading to ride some gnarly waves, but there’s better clothing stores in the city.

This wee shop resembles a small restaurant or café from the outside, as you walk in its as if some one has turned the lights out it is such a shame as you cannot see half the items that they have for sale.
Hollister sells good body mist/​room deodoriser or what ever it is you call it,
that is great if you have a cat that peed in your flat this stuff will for sure mask the odour.
Strangely this shop sells shorts on the winter, strange you would think brolly’s winter jackets or even oilskins but no.
Summer wear all year round.

Hot models work here: D
That isn’t the only reason it’s 5 stars though… as a young person this is exactly the sort of place that Glasgow needs. Yes it’s a bot bright and colourful, but it lifts the spirits of the dull Glasgow skyline!
It is a tad on the expensive side but I feel as a dancer the quality if clothing is perfect for wearing casually or for a full sweat workout.
In conclusion… love this place!

Do you know what I think about Hollister? It’s too dark, pretentious and smelly.

You know that person at high school who was always a step ahead of everyone else, had the latest trainers, had the cool haircut that David Beckham had, their parents took them to Dubai and their name was something like ‘Sunshine’ or ‘Cary’? That’s what Hollister is to Buchanan Galleries; too try hard, too ‘out there’ and all the other kids in the school would rather it just buggered off.
First of all, It took me a minute to fathom how to get into the place. You walk in and its like a porch type thing with a chandelier, clad in wood and cool surfy memorabilia. Once inside, you’re greeted by a svelte surfey type ‘chick’ or ‘dude’ with a sharks tooth on a pendant, those type of folk. And secondly, it is bloody dark. Like, if you were short sighted and had forgotton your glasses, its a health hazard. You’ll find yourself face down in a pile of ‘rad beach shorts’.
Everything is laid out on tables or hung in funky fashions, and I found it hard to differentiate between the women’s section and the men’s, not to forget the kids section. £30 for a polo shirt Junior? I don’t think so Son.
I navigated myself through the maze, under branches of indoor plants, past wooden beams and arms full of hoodies, all the while being followed by an awesomely cool soundtrack you’d hear at a Florida teenage pool party. We left (empty handed, quell surprise) after being fondly farewell’d by a nice man in flip flops. In January. In Glasgow.
Geez peace Hollister. My OH summed it up rather succinctly when he said that the only people that shop there are probably in McFly.

Hollister was bustling with bodies for the first few months it was opened. I briefly skirted by it, looking on at the massive throng and scantily clad meet and greet guy with his impressive torso.
Are we in 90 210? Nope, we’re in Glasgow. So as much as it seems to be a well made brand, its lurid colours and «Surf’s Up!» branding is a bit lost on me. I recognize that the shop smells of money, but is affordable enough for it to be accessible. The interior is designed like a boardwalk but it’s a bit broody all the same. There are hoodies, dresses and jumpers printed with the Hollister logo.
It’s trendy frat boy style might appeal to some people, most notably a younger audience? Maybe I’m too old for it these days but it just doesn’t strike a chord with me. I see what it’s trying to do and I respect that, but not for me. Wearing a bright baby blue t shirt is not going to detract from Glasgow’s sub zero temperatures, and as much as some people try we’re nearer Faslane Naval Base than the OC.

I had heard a lot about this new shop so it was time to see it for myself. The outside is eyecatching. The inside, for me, is too dark. I think I was welcomed as I entered, but the music was so loud I don’t know what was said. I did like the faux windows through which you see the sea. The shop sells much more than just clothes-​CDs, magazines, candles, to name but a few-​but not to me.

Me oh my. Hollister has opened with a semi-​naked, youth-​driven bang in Glasgow. The first store in Glasgow, the second in Scotland, and part of the mega-​Abercrombie and Fitch label, Hollister has arrived with one big HOLLA.
Walking by one Saturday afternoon I had to think twice before I went in.
Two shaved, toned, tanned young men (or should I say «dudes» — it’s their brand) were standing in only red shorts and flip-​flops outside the beach-​house that has suddenly sprung up in the Galleries. You could barely see the entrance for the gaggle of light-​headed teenage girls (or «bettys») that were a permanent fixture outside. So, Hollister, you’re sexy are you?
I have to admit, it’s fun. The shop certainley stands out from all the ‘open-​plan giant windows’ displays. It is a recreated beach house, blue-​dyed wood, with shutter-​windows that allow you a glimpse in to see what’s on offer, not least to mention plastic-​crystal chandeliers gloomily illuminating the place. It’s like walking into some beautiful, affluent OC-​kids house and browsing all their wares. But I think that’s what they’re going for. It looks a bit dark, a bit mysterious, a bit sexy but I must admit, a bit intimidating if you just want to browse clothes and not be lost in a gaggle of bettys and dudes wading through air so thick with testosterone and Theirry’s eau de Angel you can practically taste it.
But wait, this is a clothes store right? Well it took me that long to get to the clothes, and they’re certainley not just selling «garments». The browsing experience was more stressful, squashed and twilight-​dark than I’d have liked. They’re selling an image. The clothes are good quality, fashionable, trendy but a new type of «trend» that I can soon see imitated on every youth in Glasgow. American, surfer dude meets OC-​girl /​The Hills type laid-​back casual but I’m so sexy I don’t have to try (yes that’s as specific as I could get).
Hollister is definitely selling a full package. Look, feel, image, clothes. So I wouldn’t come here if you were looking for your standard jeans and tee combo (H&M do it wonderfully without the pomp). But I know that fashionistas and fashionacondos will eat this place up, and the gaggle of teenagers outside will remain a permanent fixture in the Galleries.