Land’s End

A great store for durable clothing, all well-​made and well-​priced. If you happen to go on a day when they have extra mark-​downs, it’s just your lucky day! I always go straight to the back racks where the selections for petites are separately organized. Granted they don’t always have a huge selection, but again, it depends on the day or the week.
The biggest challenge is not to overspend and buy way more than you need simply because the prices are too good to pass up.

The customer service people at this sales counter at the Sears & Roebuck store in the Mall of America are simply p.h.e.n.o.m.e.n.a.l.
Friendly, polite, helpful, and, oftentimes, efficient.

Why am I, as a San Franciscan, stuck reviewing a Land’s End in my former hometown? SF has the ACTUAL Land’s End. And yet, no Land’s End stores? Oh, the humanity!
I never pretend to be «complicated.» It’s an adjective used by i-​bankers who need you to know that they have an «understanding» with their wives, or girls who won’t call you back. It’s up there with that other famous phrase, «I’m not religious, but I’m spiritual.» To which Daniel Tosh famously replied, «I’m not honest, but you’re interesting.»
So, I’m not complicated. But I AM contradictory. And Land’s End factors heavily into that. In a closet increasingly dominated by English-​tailored shirts I pay WAY too much for, there is a small but dedicated faction of wonderful, comfortable, durable Land’s End clothing, that always makes me happy when I put it on.
Case in point: a recent Monday. I spent most of that day either in crawl spaces checking electrical connections or on rooftops checking flashing details. I set off more than five rat traps. All while clad in a simple t-​shirt, Levi’s, a Land’s End chamois-​cloth shirt, white socks and sneakers. That day reminded me why I chose to spend my life at the strange intersection of construction and law: it satisfied the inherent contradiction involved when a ranch kid tries to practice law in the big city.
My career and my closet equally mirror my contradictory personality. And, just as I appreciate spending a day reminding myself why I love my job, I appreciate clothing that reminds me that it’s okay not to starch everything, that French cuffs aren’t mandatory, and that some things look better the more you beat them up.