It's Dillards at the Fashion Show Mall so I thought my experience might be less ghetto than one of the other malls.... Not so much! Let's start with parking. I drive around and waited by two different vehicles people were getting into. The first lady must have fallen asleep once inside the car because there was no movement and no tail lights after the door closed. After a brief eternity, I decided to try again. Two ladies walking to a car. They first open the back of the car and start rifling through some bags. Then they go to the trunk and-more rifling. Then they decide to stop and have a deep conversation outside the car. By this point, I'm fuming but the place is packed, do I wait. Finally, the snot who is the driver of this car starts to escort her friend back to the walkway as if she isn't competent to find her way. Now I'm livid. Finally she walks back to the car and makes a five point turn to exit the space. But I digress....\n\nOnce inside the store, I headed to the ladies' dresses. They had a massive selection....for people size 10 and larger. I did find a dress that I didn't despise but I clearly needed a size larger than I found. Naturally, it was the last one so I decided I'd pick up Spanx and squeeze into this one rather than torture myself any longer. Off to shoes. I'm not a shopping fan so it did not thrill me that here too was a massive selection. I found two pair of shoes that looked perfect. I couldn't seem to get any hello even though employees were just standing around chatting about freeway directions. Finally, a young man did come help me. I received the first pair of shoes but he had yet to bring me the stockings to use for try-ons. I finally gave up on waiting and found them myself. The second pair of shoes were not available in anything other than behemoth size. The first pair was missing rhinestones on BOTH of the $80 shoes. I asked for another pair in my size but, alas, none were available. The young salesman gave a nervous smile and made a comment about small stones and glue not holding. I nearly made a comment about his stones but chose to quit while I was behind. I left the store extremely frustrated by my experience and was just thankful leaving the store was actually pleasant.