The worst part of my experience at Tresor Rare in Las Vegas is that I felt terrible about myself within an hour of leaving the store. I only dropped $250, which is nothing compared to what others here have spent, but Giovanni made me feel as though I was making countless horrible decisions in life. He made me feel like the ugliest human on Earth.
The pressure and the guilt that is exerted in this store is unacceptable. The no refund policy for unopened products also is unacceptable. I don't want this stuff. At this point, I don't even care if it works. I'll feel bad about myself every time I look at the jars. I'll feel like an ugly woman who got conned.