Gap is meaningful to me for 2 reasons:
1) My first real job was working as a Sales Associate at the Gap in MicMac Mall, Nova Scotia. I LOVED my job and took it so seriously that I was promoted to the Store Greeter ("Hello, welcome to the Gap, today all women's shirts are 20% off...) Actually now that I think about it this might have been a demotion as no one actually listened to my speel!
Back in my Gap Days I got my ear cartilage pierced on my lunch break (only to be removed months later as it never healed); I worked 12 hour shifts without complaining (and wearing thigh high boots at that!); I was asked out by the cute stock boy (although I was 16 and he wanted to take me out for a drink so nothing came of that!) and I got braces (awful awful apparatus!)
2) One of my favourite stories is how my best friend from New Jersey is now banned from a Gap store in Ottawa for getting into an American-style verbal attack with the Sales Associate about her wrinkly linen pants!
So for old time's sake- I scavenged for some photos of me in all my Gap Day glory (wearing all Gap of course!)
|With my Mum at Tivoli Park in Denmark (braces- check; boring fashion sense-check!)|
|Scowling in Spain (Palma de Mallorca with my Step Dad and younger sister)|
|Oh did I mention I was a huge Gap flirt? NYC|
I still love Gap for basics and jeans and here are my top picks for the Fall from gap.com: