So I got super hyped about that new Lacoste collab with Highsnobiety. Saw those preview pics online – bright colors, that croc logo looking fresh. Knew it would sell out fast, like instantly. Woke up super early on drop day, coffee in hand, laptop open and ready for battle.
The Online Scurry
First, straight to the official site. Page loaded slow – like molasses in January. Refreshed like crazy and boom, collection’s up! Clicked on that green polo I wanted, size large. Added to cart… spinning wheel of doom. Heart pounding. Error message pops up: “Item unavailable.” Sold out already? Seriously?
Panic mode. Hopped over to Highsnobiety’s own store. Same dealio. Saw the beanie for half a second, clicked it – gone before the page even finished loading. Felt like chasing ghosts. Thought about reseller sites, but nah, prices were straight robbery. Pass.
Plan B: Hit the Pavement
Felt desperate. Figured maybe, just maybe, physical stores might have stuff the internet peasants missed. Grabbed my keys. Drove downtown to the fancy department store that usually carries collabs. Walked into the men’s section.
- Staff looked exhausted. One guy just shook his head before I even spoke: “Lacoste Highsnobiety? We got a small shipment at 10 am. Was gone by 10:05.”
- Checked the display anyway. Bare racks. Empty shelves. Just a lonely tag where that polo probably was.
Tried one last spot – the actual Lacoste boutique. Small line outside! Hope surged. Got in, saw a dude holding the exact polo I wanted. Size medium. My size? Still on display? Rushed over. Felt the fabric, checked the tag. Medium! Asked the clerk quick sharp, “Can I buy this?”
“That’s the last one,” she said. Snatched it. Did a little victory shuffle right there by the register. Relief washed over me like a warm wave. Got the polo, snagged a matching blue cap too just because it felt lucky.
Lessons From the Trenches
Forget trying to be slick online for hyped drops like this. Bots eat first, humans get scraps. Physical stores? You gotta move fast, be there when doors open, and pray they even got your size. Walking out with that bag felt better than winning the lottery. Next time? Camping outside at dawn.
