It hurt, but I smelled good
I ran out of deodorant this morning.
Luckily, I had a spare in the closet.
I was confused, because it was a scent I would not buy....actually it was called Whitewater. And no, I don't think it was connected to the Clintons.
Ok, maybe that is a stretch of a joke.
Anyway, I put it on and within minutes my pits felt like they were on fire! Burning, itching, burning, stinging......I thought it would pass, but it only got worse.
I eventually washed my armpits...twice....and they stopped burning. But the skin was really red.
I picked up the deodorant to look at the ingredients and none were listed. It was made in Poland for Old Spice, and that's when I remembered how I got it.
Last year I went biking. I discovered I forgot deodorant, and went and bought this one at a drugstore in Amsterdam.
I must have used it, but I don't recall any burning sensation.
Go figure.
I tossed it out. And bought new. I don't want to be THAT person stepping up to a counter for customer service.
Peace and love and good scents
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