Story time:

I had the Joiwhip mousse in my hair the other day. I was directing my school choir practice with my friend, and she sniffs and says, "You smell like a mango." This other girl in the choir goes "It must be her hair, it always smells good." So, my friend sticks her face in my hair and smells it; I'm just standing there, kind of bewildered. Before I know it, everyone in the choir is coming down from the risers to smell my hair. It was an interesting moment...kind of weird....but hey, apparently the mousse smells like a mango.
"Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us."
-Marianne Williamson