"The wonder they call cult- ha"
A review of Cult Clothing by One happy shopper. - Tuesday 31st of August 2004
Cult..cambridge's central store for our budding sheep wannabe retro boppers. only "trendies" (anyone with a studded belt, a fringe- or some haircut from toni and guy) are allowed to go in, without being looked down on by the oh-so-trendy staff- who are clearly overpaid for doing nothing much really but standing by the entrance so that people feel uncomfortable as they enter and the whole shopping experience is ruined before its even begun. as you enter, you are greeted by the wonder of the volume button on the obviously overpriced stereo-which pounds out this thudding music- which, dont get me wrong, i love...i love if i was at a party, a rave, a pub...so as i shout to my friend standing less than 20centimetres away from me, about whether the 45 pounds pair of jeans look better on me or the 60 pounds pair of cords- this continues for over 15minutes as she cant even decipher my words as the music bellows on top of my voice. in the end, i decide neither- they are both overpriced and a rip off. so my advice, enjoy shopping in cult- if youre "cool" enough to get past the trendy doorstaff. for the rest of us, we go browsing in the markets for our bargains:)
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