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Originally posted by NotFromHere
I once stayed at a hotel where there was the National Mary Kay convention. Many times we were stuck in elevators with overly perfumed, overly made-up and overly hairsprayed women in their 50s.
Once I was tempted to ask if anyone had a lipstick, but held back because I figured that would get me the sales pitch from hell.
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This morning the elevator at my apartment reeked of bad perfume. Another woman got on at a lower floor and I felt I had to make the standard "this reekage isn't me" disclaimer.
