For those of you living under a fucking rock, that title is a jeu de mots for the Chan Romero song “Hippy Hippy Shake.” (The one The Beatles & The Swinging Blue Jeans did a cover of.) Now on with the post!
Honestly, despite the video’s nearly 20-minute length, its definitely worth an attentive watch. I’ve tried out several companies that tout “natural” and “organic” and “cruelty-free” to only have their dirty laundry aired out for a public tongue-lashing, but I have yet to find one thing that has sparked questioning about this clever cosmetic company’s policies (aside from their employees being naked in public to make a statement about unnecessary packaging and THIS). They seem to have beat the odds in staying true to their mission statement.
My friend and I headed over last week to check out the new digs and to pick up some vegan goodies that will make us smell and feel amazeballs.
I must say though, every time I walk into a LUSH store I feel like I’m on some wicked acid-trip, which I’m pretty sure most of its product developers are on considering the colors and over-whelming smells.
(Seriously, LUSH, we get that you’re natural and all but chill the fuck out with the scents, it gave my friend a migraine…)
Mostly I was just expecting to pick up some of their infamous bath bombs or my favorite body conditioner and call it a day, until I came across this:
Natural deodorant!!! I decided right then and there, for the sake of you, my beloved readers, I would run an experiment on myself on this interesting find. Firstly, let’s just put this right on the table: I sweat, a LOT. I naturally run hot (hahahaha, yeah…) which means that even in winter, I will find myself sweating like no body’s business in freezing weather (thanks, wool). So, with that said, its understood that I have for many years tried tons of different brands, formulas, scents, voodoo hexes of deodorants and antiperspirants (NOT THE SAME THING!!!) to ward off the dreaded rank pits.
Unlike most of their products which possess a scent that I imagine a forest sprite or Christmas elf might smell like, this is none other than patchouli (a uni-sex scent). You know, the stuff hippie’s burn when making their sacrifices to the god of root vegetables or whatever. I’m totally kidding! But I’m not. No, no, I am! But I’m not…
The lovely lady helping me to purchase my d.o. explained that the first day will be a transitional period for your body from chemical deodorant to natural. This means that you will probably smell bad and sweat unconditionally and unapologetically, despite the most of inactivity or sedentary lifestyles. Ok, fine, I can live with that. I can accept that I will not smell like chemically-produced sparkling pear or green tea cucumber the first go-around. She also said that for a smoother application, wet your underarms slightly with a little water, so that the bar glides on easily.
Day 1 went a little something like this: I take my bath as per usual and dry off completely- also completely forgetting what she said about pre-wetting your pits… So I go to slap on some of my new natural b.o. blaster with zest and zeal and I have to say, it burned liked a BITCH. It felt like someone had just shaved my pits, then poured jalapeño pepper juice all over those freshly shaved mofos, for like 5 minutes! At days end, after several hours of running errands in 90°F (32°C) weather in a chiffon top, my armpits smelled pretty bad- not to mention the dampness was unreal. Needless to say, I was not pleased and definitely not accustomed to wet underarms from years of pouring on antiperspirant (deodorants do not keep you from sweating). But I decided to keep on, keepin’ on.
The next day was a slow day in which I wore a VERY thick sweater. This time I managed to sprinkle some water pre-application and as she said, it went on muuuuch smoother. The second try no longer burned like the flames of Hell licking at my underarms and had a pleasant woody scent that I didn’t mind so much anymore. At the end of the day, I could smell a small hint of b.o., but it wasn’t necessarily offensive. I came to realize that I was smelling myself and not chemicals. That maybe it wasn’t so bad just to smell natural, that you could not pile on perfume and still not really stink.
The third day was the day to push this deodorant to its max. It was gym day. I hopped on the treadmill for a good 45-minute cardio action that consisted of speed walking and jogging intervals, so the sweat was a runnin’. To my surprise, of all 3 days I had used the natural deodorant, I sincerely did not stink. Yes, there was a butt-ton of sweat for sure, but there was absolutely no bad odors emitting from my pits. None. I was impressed!
All in all, I would have to give this a 3 out of 5 stars as far as odor control is concerned. You have to accept that you will smell a small amount, but its a natural scent. You won’t stink like you’ve been wallowing in manure, but you also won’t smell like a bouquet of flowers. Be aware that you will sweat when you’re overheated, but in the long run, doesn’t it seem kind of weird and unnatural (and possibly unhealthy) to apply chemicals to your skin to stop production in your sweat glands?
With recent studies showing various possible links to antiperspirants and breast cancer, wouldn’t the switch to natural deodorant be worth the sacrifices of smelling like perfume? When my grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer earlier this year with no real family history of the disease, thoughts like this have played a major role in everyday choices I make. From something as small and seemingly irrelevant as deodorant to serious matters like quitting smoking (I’m trying!!!), myself and the people I love must make healthier decisions in everyday life to the tiniest details. Whether or not there is a definite link, the jury remains out. When thinking logically, you can’t tell me there isn’t something not great for us or the environment inside that chemical-packed antiperspirant. I encourage you to give it a try, even if you end up smelling like a hippy at the end of the day.
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Next up is an adorable costume idea from Hannah at Xovain.com that also brings me back to childhood so much- a Betty Boop tutorial that is also super easy!