  this is a women;s fashion store that targets women aged 25 through 60. i am saying sixty because everyone that I saw enter the store on Monday was around the age of 50 to 60. i really did not see any one buy any clothing from there, but the maximun number of costomers during the hours of 2:30 and 4pm were abot three. it was a very slow day at the store. I was sitting at a bench infront of the store wich was right outside of Parsian.
You could hear the rock music invadinding the walkway of the mall outside the store. But when you walked into Chico:s you heared easy listening what was too soft to leave the confinds of the store. As I was sitting there was a weird array of oders meshing pungently together creating an almost foul and thick tasting oder. the smells that were roaming tthe enviroment were, grease from the food court and the smell of cookies being baked, mixing with the smell of the makeup and purfume from the makup department in the intreance of Parisian. It was like i was in someones grandparents smelly house, who was having a dinner party of some sort. because old people during fancy gatherings where too much makeup and purfume, and like to bake cookies.
It was an awkward smell that keeps you awake but makes you confused if you want to stay or leave. The store was empty, people walking by its modern looking store front. Which had a few manikens behind the floor to almost ceiling windows. the boarder of the windows was a pasty/creamy white rectangle that went into the center of the enfrance. The entrance was wooded block panneled cubes stacked lin three forming a column, one on each side of the glass doorswhich were propped open by a red "sale" sign. On top of the doors was like a mantle wich was like the boarder on top of the windows. Then above that was the store name resessed from the wood pannel in a brushed steel, blocked letter. Behind the name was it was lit up with a pinkish blue glowing light highlighting the name. I sat and observed the store front as old ladies walked past hardly glimpsing at the store.
some walked in but minutes later were walking back in. one girl was making an inquary to go in as they passed and the mother shook her head noding keep walking. in the store the clothing was mostly maroon and dark reds, and black, and some had some designs printed or nitted texture in the cotton and rayon looking fabric, the style of the clothing were like work casual to going out nice fashionable wear.
but nothing really special. the smell in the store was like a steril cleen smell which had i faint scent of carpet cleaner smell which was almost unnoticeable compared to the old women and there hevily scented fragrances that they were probably trying on at Parisian before they entered the store. i got board sitting there so i went over to brookstone and got a massage in one of those chairs before I went and saw a movie. 
