From my deodorant history, in my 8/19 posting “Two favorite movies”:
I cut the dosage, found less aggressive deodorants, discovered that sandalwood suits my body chemistry. Most important, I stopped pumping out pheromones like a stag in rut. It got better. Ever since, I’ve been giving off essence of locker room, with (currently) a very light coconut and vanilla deodorant to moderate it some; you can now say fairly that my armpits smell delicious. )
Specifically, Native brand coconut and vanilla deodorant, in a tube that has just come to the end of its life and been replaced by the cucumber and mint flavor. And I have reordered a trio of three flavors — these two plus lavender and rose. They’re all subtle, non-irritant, and long-lasting. I’m a fan.
From the Native website:
We make clean products with no aluminum, dyes, sulfates, silicones, phthalates, petrolatum, and more. It’s hair and body care you can feel confident about.
They’re happy to indulge in surprising, sometimes goofy formulations:
strawberry matcha, Japanese golden pear, sugar cookie, sandalwood and shea butter, sea salt and cedar, vanilla and raspberry, black oak and amber, powder and cotton, peanut butter cookie, maple latte (in the (cartoon) Peanuts line), Harvest Moon (fig, blackberry, and sandalwood), Apple Orchard (green apple, crisp pear, and musk), buttercream and French vanilla, Crisp Night Sky (fir balsam, fresh mint, and lavender), hazelnut and shortbread crust
I have had caregivers note how nice I smell, and thank me for it; I serve as a pleasant relief from the sour body scent of decay in the old and sick — while being myself old and sick. Better to be eminently edible.
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