I went in here on Halloween so perhaps my views are slightly tainted by how rammed it was, but meh...
They have a fairly good range of products but alas not what I wanted. After queueing for 20 minutes just to get in, the conversation went like this:
Shop assistant (SA): what're you looking fer? (Yorkshire accent spelling)
Me: ...fake boobs
SA: we don't have any in here
Me: but I'm dressing up as Mrs Doubtfire, and she/he had some serious jugs, my costume will be incomplete without them.
SA: how about this muscular chest insert?
Me: ...
SA: that's about the best we can do.
Me: thanks anyway.
I'm sure I'll be back next time I'm in Sheffield and need fancy dress, because I don't know of any other party stores, but the lack of fake chesticles isn't a good sign. read more