I pretty much stopped clothes shopping three years ago, when I decided to leave my job. Economy was the name of the game and so I made do with the many things I already had in my closet. The long neglected casual part of my wardrobe began to get more regular circulation and in time I lost touch with our local dry cleaner. I revelled in the comfort of my new best friends; my Lululemon yoga pants.
My consulting work was done largely at my dining room table so there was no need for office wear. Teleconferences rendered my clothing choices open to my colleagues’ imagination and even the odd Skype meeting only required semi-professional clothing from the chest up. However, this summer a consulting project came my way that required a fair amount of face to face client meetings.
After months of professional isolation, dusting off my career wear was fun; I felt like I was getting ‘out there’ again. But I couldn’t help wondering if some of my career separates had seen better days. My friend Georgina has been working on a couple of blog posts around the topic of returning to work after a career hiatus, and more than once she’s referenced the ‘faux pas’ of showing up to interviews in dated outfits. No one wants to look like they’ve fallen behind the times.
So with Christmas behind us, The Williams family took advantage of a free day last week to travel across the border to gorge ourselves on gross consumerism and some American size meals.
After a full five hours trolling the Fashion Outlets mall, accumulating a gaggle of shopping bags full of stuff we did (and didn’t) need, and stuffing ourselves overfull at Applebee’s, we were ready to go. But there was just one more item on our list… a pharmacy product. Weighing the various retail options, we found that there really only was one answer in all of our minds… Tar-get!
Indeed, the addition of Target to our Canadian retail landscape is something we’re all eagerly anticipating. I think of it as a fancy Wal-Mart full of stylish merchandise at affordable prices. Every time I drive by their illuminated logo on the slick head office building off the 401 in Toronto, I find my gaze drawn to it, wondering what merchandising delights they’re cooking up for us inside. Even the least enthusiastic shopper in our family, Taylor, was eager to say she’d been there. It might even warrant taking a photo of her ‘in situ’ that she could then post on social media with the hope that her friends would be jealous.
Target Canada has been doing a simply fantastic job marketing their brand in this pre-launch phase. Their pop up stores have attracted crowds of Canadian fans and garnered media attention. What impresses me most about Target`s efforts so far, is the degree to which they are taking a regional approach. Oddly some Canadian retailers forget this simple fact, but Target has recognized that Canada is not Toronto and have embraced the vastness of our country in their marketing plans. Check out the coast to coast Holiday Road Trip promo they ran in the weeks leading up to Christmas: http://pressroom.target.ca/pr/tgt-en/default.aspx
Unfortunately, our first human interaction at Target in Niagara Falls, NY was an intoxicated hobo shuffling through the foyer. I suppose that can happen in any store, but you know what they say about first impressions. Our second impression was one of disarray. Far from the ‘healthy mess’ merchandising strategy of legendary retailer Jean Coutu, this could only be described as a dirty mess. Shopping carts were tattered, and staff wore wash weary red pinnies. Merchandise lay strewn on the floor, having tumbled from half empty shelves, and Taylor slipped twice on a slimy substance in the middle of the aisle. Unlike the spirited crowds we had encountered at the Fashion Outlets, only a handful of desolate looking shoppers wandered this sad store.
Having secured the item we were looking for from Target’s half-hearted effort at a pharmacy department, we continued around the perimeter of the store. There’s nothing more American than baseball, right? Surely the sporting goods section would be better and Jack would find something to satisfy his growing baseball obsession. But sporting goods was just as threadbare and, to my dismay, so was the selection of home goods. The clothing section was so disturbing that we felt compelled to avert our eyes as we passed by.
Before we left, I dictated that everyone should visit the washroom on the premise that crossing the border might take a while. I’d call the condition of the Target washrooms the icing on the cake, but just thinking about that analogy makes me gag a little.
If this is the Target that is coming to Canada then we`re all in for some serious lunchbox letdown.
My humble prediction though, is that this won`t be the case. My marketing spidey senses tell me that the first Target stores that open in Canada this spring are going to be awesome. Their pre-marketing activities have primed us to Expect More (the first part of their customer promise) and I can`t imagine that they will disappoint us. My fear is that in time, the second half of their customer promise, Pay Less, will make it impossible to sustain. Trying to out-discount the competition can prove a slippery slope, squeezing margins until inventory is so tight that shelves become sparse and the cleaning regimen begins to slip. With this, the upscale clientele begin to drift away and the product selection begins skew to a discount mindset. Until…. voila! We`ve got our crummy Zellers back again.