Ranting on Not Ranting

Last summer, right before I left for China, I had published a blog post about my “new” skincare regimen, which was just a random collection of items I had gotten from travel, my mom, and online. One of those items included a product from Trésor Rare, a brand that at the time didn’t seem nearly as big as it apparently does now. And what I mean by that is that ever since I published it, it has been getting crazy numbers of views (relatively speaking, of course) from search terms such as “tresor rare scam,” “tresor rare fake,” and so on. Needless to say, for so many people to find my blog has been unexpected and unprecedented.

I had written about how Trésor Rare screamed S-C-A-M as soon as my friend dragged me into the store (remember: at the time of purchase I literally had no interest in beauty products—what a change—but she was a close friend so I felt sucked into this one-time deal while on a layover and bored). But little did I know that this scam of a business would continue growing—to the point where I’ve gotten over 100 views in one day on that single post alone. And as you can see below, views have only been climbing, with a daily average of 30+ visitors who likely have just been scammed themselves and wanted to comfort themselves with their outrageous purchases.


I would say that for me and my friend, we were lucky. The fact that we had to bargain (who does that in America, especially on an alleged “established brand”??) was alone a huge red flag, but we ended up spending $100 each on multiple products—BUT not as bad as the thousands of dollars countless others have had to. And as I mentioned before, I actually liked the exfoliator that I used as a facial scrub (smelled great), but of course none of their products is worth the price they’re listed at. Common sense would tell you to buy from reputable and actually established brands that may be expensive but at least not nearly as overpriced as this shameless business, and at least they don’t use cheap marketing tactics only in the most touristy places to lure rich and unassuming customers. ANYWAY, the point is that this isn’t exactly something I like to be reminded of, but over this past year, I’ve been so curious about all these people finding my obscure blog post. In fact, if you search for the brand’s name, my blog post is now listed among the top results, along with a website called Ripoff Report that even links to my blog as an example testimony against this “company.” I do feel uncomfortable that so many strangers visit my blog, but I morally can’t take it down if it helps console even a few victims, and it makes me only wish that I had made more effort to take a screenshot of Trésor Rare’s website at the time to back up my claims about their BS pricing and falsified recognition. I could use the Wayback Machine to do so now, I suppose, but I really don’t want to give any more fucks about this scam. I’m so sick of seeing it.

This past weekend, Trésor Rare managed to haunt me again, when I saw that it not only had booths located throughout Pentagon City, a huge shopping mall, but also a fucking storefront next to Nordstrom.

I couldn’t believe it. The one employee I saw for this store (others scattered throughout the mall’s booths) was, as I was taking the photo, doing the exact same shit to some woman who fit their ideal target: woman holding many shopping bags or otherwise shopping in a well-off area. The picture says it all. 

Trésor Rare scamming another customer at Pentagon City
Trésor Rare about to scam another customer at Pentagon City.
As I walked through the mall, I spotted their booths and scam artists trying to sell to more victims. I’m not kidding when I say I entertained the thought of calling them out for their shit. Oh, fuck! You know what I should have done? I should have went up and talked to their sales associates, pretending to go along with it until BAM! I bitch them out for being scumbags! Cause a scene! Start a fight! Throw a punch! LOL, okay. Maybe not that far.

But still, I’m realizing that I need to take more risks in life. I’ve tried to do so when it comes to traveling, but it’s not enough—it’s not a cliché for nothing: life really is nothing if not for taking risks.

I shouldn’t care so much about making people uncomfortable if it comes to calling out the bad guys. When I think about my time in China, I should have done less complaining behind backs and more bitching people out directly for not paying me. That other American who “always complained” and then got fired (or “quit” from his version of the story) was right. Stop pretending things are okay when they’re not, and stop accepting shitty situations. I don’t want to keep saying that I should have done things, because hindsight sucks.

Fuck Trésor Rare for its immoral business practices.

I’m sick of playing nice.