Monday 24 September 2012

The Pits ... Au Naturel




Natural Deodorant.

Those two words conjure images of unwashed dreadlocks, harem pants, Birkenstocks worn with wool socks, and brownies made with carob. They invoke the hippie sentiments of free love, nudity and communal living. Those two words are so not me.

But given what I’ve read about the chemicals that are used in antiperspirants and the damages they can do, and without going into it too much here (find out more about toxicity of antiperspirant here, or here), I thought, hey, why not give it a try? It’s not like I’m substituting my make-up or lipstick – no one can see the difference if I switch.  But I learned pretty fast that natural deodorant is not about what you can see - it’s about what you can smell.

First off, I realised that natural deodorants require all natural fabrics. Whilst I am not generally a fan of synthetic fabrics anyway, a lot of clothes now contain at least a small percentage of synthetic fabrics to make them more durable, and I remembered this partway through my first day of natural deodorant, which also happened to be the hottest, sunniest day of London summer. “Fresh” and “clean” were not the words that came to mind.

The other thing which took a lot of getting used to was not being dry. Because antiperspirants block the sweat glands, they not only prevent you from smelling, they prevent you from sweating. Again, I forgot that this would be an issue until aforementioned very hot day, when I was confounded by the appearance of two small wet patches that I thought had been banished long ago (it appears that natural deodorant was their passport back into Laurenville).

It was a lot to get used to.

After about a month of hurried rendezvous with my travel sized natural deodorant spray bottle in WC cubicles at restaurants, furtive sniffing of pits when no one was looking, and paranoid interrogation of highly trusted colleagues on their opinion of my freshness factor, I have resolved to make the switch permanent. Finding a brand that works for me has taken some time. I’ve tried Weleda, Tom’s, Neal’s Yard and Salt of the Earth. Salt of the Earth and Neal’s Yard worked best for me. I’ve also heard that Burt’s Bees does a great natural deodorant, but I haven’t been able to find it in London (despite relentless searching at all my favourite hippie haunts).

This eco-switch took a bit of time and experimentation, but the results have been good enough for me to make the change a permanent one. And for now, my brownies are still made with chocolate, I reserve wool socks for skiing trips and Ugg boots, and the nudist commune isn’t calling .... yet.


GG Rating

Green Goddess Rating System

In upcoming posts, I will be putting the Green Goddess rating on everything I try. The rating system works on a scale of 1-5, 1 being easy, and 5 being hard:

1. Spelt Supporter - Easy for anyone to try.

2. Flaxseed Fanatic - Takes a little getting used to.

3. Buckwheat Believer - Probably not a good first step into an eco-lifestyle.

4. Carob Convert - Use only once a fully eco/hippie lifestyle has been established.

5. Hardcore Hippie - Use at your own risk.


Goodbye glamour, hello green!





Friday 14 September 2012

The Decision



I will admit it.... I am in love with the finer things in life. 



For the past five years, I have worked at a luxury department store, managing various departments across the Womenswear Floor. This foray into the highest end of high end opulence has fuelled the fire of my desire for life’s small and great luxuries (a fire which was sparked long ago and has been waiting for enough oxygen – or access to designer goods, in this case – to combust into a full blown bonfire, complete with safety warnings and a giant black smoke cloud).



No longer satisfied with the commonality of a Dairy Milk bar, my afternoon chocolate craving now comes in the form of a perfectly square, hand-crafted, artisanal sea salt- and caramel-filled, William Curley confection. Afternoon tea with HobNobs or McVitties? No thanks ... Laduree macaroons for me – pistachio and lemon are my vices of choice. And knitwear? Cashmere from the High Street no longer passes muster... soft though they are, I have been educated; the fibres are too short, they pill too easily, they aren’t the extra long hairs from the underbelly of a specialist cashmere goat, cultivated in the remote highlands of outer Mongolia by farmers dedicated solely to my winter warmth. Brunello Cucinelli or Loro Piana only, for me thanks! A small time spent with the high-end goods and I am spoilt forever. 

Sadly, whilst thoroughly enjoyable, this lifestyle is neither economical nor ecological. And so, it's time for a change...

As I read more about what is happening to our world in terms of climate change, environment and how the chemicals that we use are affecting our bodies and minds (Cancer or Dementia anyone?), I have decided to go back to basics, and to try to live a lifestyle that is healthier, more environmentally friendly, and more sustainable. This is my attempt ... one small step at a time ... to get there. 

Goodbye glamour ... hello green!