Fact: American brains malfunction at the slightest use of English, no matter which dialect you use.
That said: we Americans often find ourselves tripping over your infernal tongue! Incidentally: be a dear and apologize to Milleh for me (I wrote in another post that she was expert at “stitching up” another guppan, when I really meant to say “taking the piss out of” her). This is what I get for learning ‘British’ from Steve Coogan; from now on, I’ll stick to Yiddish and Jive.
As for Bourjois: most of their stuff is pure cack, but I purchased a Delice de Poudre bronzer a while back; great stuff, but after three minutes I wanted to peel my face off to relieve the itching. Lord knows what those Francs put in there!