ChantecailleI just had to blog about a recent experience I had at Barneys department store in Seattle. We’re working diligently to update all the brands to be featured in the 8th edition of Paula’s book, Don’t Go to the Cosmetics Counter Without Me, as well as compiling information for new skin care brands that will be added to the book and www.beautypedia.com. It’s going to be a busy summer!

Chantecaille was the line I’ve been working on. I was almost finished with compiling all of the information, but needed one more ingredient list for a moisturizer: the Nano Gold Energizing Cream. I’d called various stores and spas locally, as well as a spa in Vegas that sells the brand, hoping that someone would be willing to photocopy the info and fax it to me (this was offered by a local spa, but they were out of stock of this product) but nothing panned out. I also tried requesting the information through live chat of department stores that carry this brand. No luck. So my last resort was trying Barneys in Seattle. I’ve heard stories of Paula’s employees who had helped with her previous books and their experiences at Barneys. Needless to say, they’re not the most pleasant department store to visit for the information we need, as I soon found out for myself.

I called in advance to see if I could come in and write down the ingredient list. The gentleman on the phone offered various other solutions, like trying Chantecaille’s web site, or other retailers who might carry it. I told him I’d exhausted all of those options, and would like to just come in and quickly jot down the information. I assured him I’d make myself discreet and wouldn’t get in his way. He agreed.

After sitting through our infamous freeway traffic, I was at the door for Barneys. Deep breath. I walked in and a saleswoman smiled, but offered no help. I looked around for the Chantecaille products, and decided I wanted to get in and get out as quickly as possible, so I asked for assistance. This saleswoman was eager to give me the catalog for Chantecaille’s products, and pointed out the “key” ingredients listed for the Nano Gold Energizing Cream. I asked if I could see the box and write down the ingredient list in its entirety, rather than just seeing what some of the ingredients are. She hesitated, then brought the cream to me and suspiciously looked me over. As I was jotting down the ingredients as swiftly as my hand could handle the pen, she was shooting all sorts of questions at me: Are you allergic to an ingredient? Is there something specific you’re looking for? (I thought to myself, Yes, I’m trying to come up with a sane reason why someone would buy this ridiculously expensive product!) How was I supposed to write anything down with her hovering like this?! She finally walked away, and the gentleman I spoke with on the phone was standing in front of his counter, eyes locked on me, watching my every move, as if at any second I was going to run out the door with this moisturizer in hand. I was only jotting down information that is readily available if I were to just stand there and read the box! How come if you write down the information it immediately becomes suspicious?

I finished writing down the ingredients and thanked the saleswoman for her help. (She didn’t help all that much, but I thought I’d be friendly about it anyhow.) I didn’t get kicked out, but I sure felt on the verge of being accused of something—though I have no idea of what (maybe wanting to be an informed consumer? Perish the thought!). I’m amazed at how intense the Barneys salespeople were. With a department store that sells only designer (I use that term loosely) brands, you’d think they’d be more eager to help than be so scrutinizing. Especially when someone is inquiring about a $420 moisturizer! Hopefully the next line I handle won’t come down to such a tense standoff between me and some imperious cosmetics salespeople!

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