"God, I love Zara" was what I tweeted when I walked out with an adorable pair of light distressed jeans and a white lace zippered-back top. Zara is like H&M's richer, skinner, sassier, more fashionable older sister. The San Francisco branch is my closest location, but my inability to navigate SF streets keeps me far away.
Items were well stocked, organized, and absolutely adorable. If I lived closer to a Zara (or could learn to drive with the confidence and aggressiveness of a native city girl), it would monopolize my closet.