Wendy has her own Mary Kay lady. One she has never seen or even talked to. The best of all worlds, she places her order via the internet, pays with a credit card, and voila! A few days later her goods are dangling from the knob of the screened door in the carport. No personal interaction necessary.
I don't know about other people's experience, but the Mary Kay ladies I've come in contact with are kinda scary. Maybe it's just salespeople in general that make me feel oogie. They are always trying to sell something. Doh. And while I usually like perky people, Mary Kay ladies seem to have more of a disturbingly crazy perky air rather than a regular perky air.
(I suddenly wonder if any Mary Kay ladies read my blog. If so, no offense intended. We need people like you. I just prefer you at a distance. As I'm sure you would me.)
They sell a product called Satin Hands Pampering Set. We're all about the pampering, dontcha know. The stuff is great for hands, but it also is heavenly for feet.
It's a four product process. First a thick oily substance reminiscent of heavy pink vasoline is smeared on, followed by a scrubbing with thick gritty cream. Before rinsing, a cleansing gel is applied. After rinsing with warm water and drying with a fluffy soft towel, moisturizing cream from the fourth tube is massaged in.
This process leaves feet and hands as soft and smooth as a baby's bottom. I've never met a woman whose feet didn't deserve such pleasure.