TV show spurs sales boom in va-va-va-voom
Sales of sexy lingerie are up in Britain, and retailers are crediting the boom to the quasireality show The Only Way is Essex. The show is compared — favorably or otherwise, your call — to Jersey Shore, and prominently features frilly underthings in a supporting role of prominent features. That's cool with Peacocks, a subtly named clothing chain, which reports sales spikes in the undergarment department the day after each episode, according to the Sun. "The 'if you've got it flaunt it' generation is officially upon us, with customers becoming more adventurous than ever," Peacocks' marketing director Lisa Bond told the paper. The store says lingerie sales are up 73 percent over last year.
Clerks: Customers don't need our sizes
It's not all sweetness and light in the upscale skivvies industry. Current and former employees of the Swedish lingerie chain Change are working on a lawsuit, the crux of which is that they are required to give up a little too much personal information on their name tags. Where hotels and theme parks might have employees include their hometown, Change wanted its employees to include information relevant to the store's mission. Specifically, bra size. "We have dirty old men coming into the shop looking at my cup size. Why should everyone get to know that? Guys selling underwear don't have to show their size," an unnamed employee told the Local. Officially, the company says the tagged info is optional, but employees say they were told it was mandatory.
No metal is too sacred for scrap
People are still stealing anything made of metal in an attempt to sell it for cash. So be careful about having metal funeral urns laying around the apartment. Police in Chicago caught two men burglarizing an apartment, from which 89 urns and funeral plaques were taken, and estimate they could have been worth as much as $45,000 from a metal recycler. Left unanswered by the police was what 89 urns and funeral plaques were doing in a South Side apartment.
Woman flattered and flabbergasted
Diane Taylor stopped in at a store in Harlow, England, over the weekend to pick up a bottle of hooch to take back to her son. Wasn't going to happen, though, because she forgot her ID, and the clerk was a stickler for checking. "I am 101 percent with them for checking," Taylor told the Mirror. And though it seemed a bit of a compliment on the surface, she got annoyed when she realized that the clerk was serious, because she is well over 25. In fact, she's 92. "No one can convince me I look under 25. I'd only take 78 at a push." When the paper contacted the store, a spokesman said, in not so many words, rules are rules.
Compiled from Times wire services and other sources by staff writer Jim Webster, who can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.