This is the Ecko store on the corner near the crosswalk in the LV Premium Outlets, and boy howdy was it hopping when I stopped in.
I can almost guarantee that I'm one of the few Ecko shoppers that uses the phrase boy howdy, if the crowds that day were any indication. But I dig it. They had a DJ in the store making some pretty bumping music, and the place was packed. It was less than two weeks before Christmas, so I would only expect it to be busy like that. And with the crowds came a little bit of a mess. But not an unacceptable amount.
That Mark Ecko likes to put his name on everything. And not usually in small ways. I'm not sure I wanna rep the man all the time, but I did find pair of jeans and shirt that were a little more understated. That's a win.