I was tricked into doing a "sample test" of Arbonne products and then tricked into meeting with the person's upline afterward. The hard sell to become an Arbonne consultant was unreal. These were two people from a common community and with whom I'd always been very friendly. One of them has never spoken to me since then.
My Mom loves Arbonne, not enough to sell it, but really likes what it does for her skin. She bought me a set for my birthday and hubby (a cop) immediately started complaining that my face "smelled funny." I pushed, trying to figure out what "funny" meant. He finally told me, "Pot! OK?! Your face smells like pot!" I stopped using it because obviously, that's not a smell I want to remind him of his wife.
Last week, a friend hosted an Arbonne party. I declined and told her the "Pot!" story. She called me the day after the party, laughing, turns out some Arbonne products contain hemp, and that's why my face smelled like "Pot!
P.S. My favorite line from "The American President" is after Bob Whatever gives a speech about how immoral Michael Douglas is and said, "My name is Bob Whatever, and I'm running for President!" and Michael Douglas said, "Thank God, because for a minute there, I thought he was going to try to sell us Amway."