O. M. God.
This place is every straight guys worst nightmare, which is why I ditched mine to gamble at the Wynn while I hit the mall and this two story 126,000sq ft (!!) fluorescent heaven.
Despite the holiday weekend, I never had trouble finding my size or someone to help me track down an item I saw on a mannequin. Unheard of in any other F21!
I tried to remain calm and keep my purchases to a minimum since I almost always regret my non-cheap-tanktop purchases, but I was pleased with an inexpensive beige dolman sleeved sweater and misc accessories.
$40 I could've wasted on a slot machine went straight into my closet, so I definitely felt like a winner!