At what point did the world say that it is totally socially acceptable to have B.O.? I mean, fine. I get the taxi drivers, house boys, even general people on the street. But lately, it's everywhere.
I went to a party the other day, and several women had B.O. so bad, it was disgusting. Don't get me wrong, it happens. I mean, I smell my pits each and every day. Just in case. Who doesn't? Well. Actually. I think A LOT of people aren't double checking in the pits these days. It totally grosses me out.
ANNNNND. These people from other countries are huggers! Huggers!!! If you're going to hug and do the cheek kiss - check your pits!
I'm just sayin....
At the gym a few weeks ago I had another super stink experience. There were three of us on the treadmills. A few minutes into it, a horrible wiff hit my nose. I gave Angel the nose flared, eye stare, into the mirror, saying, "Do you smell that?!" Nothing. A few second later, I got the look right back from her. None of us had been on there long, and I can see stink at the gym, but I know this person came stinky. I know that most of the world only showers once or twice a week. It's just strange to see people that look quite western, and smell as though they are still living their lives in their third world countries. (I happen to know every person there has the exact same facilities available to them, you have to live on camp to use the gym. Which means they live in American houses - see? I'm not pointing fingers are those that have less. They all have what I do and don't have to pay for utilities.) It's simply a matter of hygiene. Whoo! And could they use a lesson in hygiene.
Just so you know I'm not totally nuts and rude. There are even signs at the gym that say "Please come fresh and clean to the gym. No one wants to smell your funk." See? It's not just me. And it really is a problem.
BTW, I super extra love Lady Speed Stick, and have you smelled their cashmere scent? De-diddly-lightful. Too bad I can't buy it here. And really too bad that the last half inch of mine popped off and died last week. I tried to squish it back on, (you know you do it too) but it was to no avail. While my mom was here I found some U.S. LSS at a perfume shop and bought it right up. You can't find that here. (I bring a stash from the states, but I'm running low) So when cashmere died, I opened my new aloe something or other. Ever scraped hard plastic under your freshly shaven arm pit? Well, I'm not sure that I have. But this felt like it - that's for sure. "Arrggggh!" I shrugged my shoulders and almost threw it out. But then, I realized I live in the middle east, you don't just throw things out - you try and try again!!! So, I got some toilet paper and dug into the deodorant, taking off the top of the rock hard stuff. And WA LA (I think you spell that french-like, sorry) ! There's my good old Lady Speed Stick that I know and love. Works like a charm.
Lesson here? Shower, wear deodorant, wash your clothes, eat less curry so your B.O. isn't quite so bad, and less hugging. Keep the arms down.
Got it.
Check.
So it turns out I just wrote a whole post about B.O. and deodorant. Hm. Shocker.
2 comments:
Wait, curry makes your BO worse? I had no idea.
The deodorant available in other countries doesn't really work. I had some portuguese stuff when I was there and it was totally useless.
Riding buses during rush hour was a particularly unpleasant experience.
So it's possible (although unlikely)that they use deo, but it doesn't help.
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