Spring is in full swing and one of the unfortunate side effects is all of that ungodly sweat. If you’re not gettin’ sweaty, you’re simply not human … or you’ve had that weird procedure where you get Botox injections to shut off your sweat glands. That creeps me out. Chace Crawford certainly hasn’t had it by the looks of this picture. He must have been having a lot of fun at Guy Ritchie’s London pub, The Punch Bowl. Maybe they should rename it The Pit Bowl. Click through for all the proof you need that celebrities sweat too. [Daily Mail UK]
Here’s a fun one for you. Let me say first: People never cease to impress me with their strangeness. This week, in Slate’s Dear Prudence column, a woman ponders whether or not she should date the guy at the gym who SNIFFED HER SWEATY BICYCLE SEAT. Keep reading »
I watched this video like five times trying to understand what’s going on here. Apparently, Swallowable Parfum is a real product that’s being developed by Aussies Lucy McCrae and Sheref Mansy. The digestible, scented caplet, once absorbed into the system, is supposed to enable the skin to act as a perfume atomizer, allowing fragrance to be excreted through the surface of your skin when you sweat. Instead of your sweat being stinky, the pill transforms it into your own genetically unique perfume. Whoa and whoa. Want! Want! Want! This is the kind of mind-blowing, futuristic invention I dreamed of as a child. The end of deodorant is near! [Oddity Central]
Summer dating can be really romantic. Get a beer outdoors! Wear that sexy sundress! Show off your tan! It’s all fun and games until someone starts to sweat. And it will probably be you. At least in winter the worst you can do is shiver uncontrollably or slip on a patch of ice. I have done both and they have only served to make me more adorable to my dates. Sweating is not adorable in any way, shape, form. No man has ever complimented me on my shiny face, where my sweat tends to concentrate its attention. It’s gross. It’s the thing I dread happening most on a date. But when temperatures and humidity sky rocket, it’s inevitable. After the jump, some ways to combat your sweatiness on summer dates. Keep reading »
“My nose runs a lot and when I’m singing I can’t blow it, so there have been occasions when I’ve ended up with a ‘bubble’ coming out my nose … Everyone thinks I have the fans because I’m being fashionable, but I work so hard on stage if I didn’t have them I’d be dripping.”
—Beyoncé may always look stunning on stage, but swears that she gets stuffed up and sweaty, just like the rest of us. Apparently, she is but a mere mortal. While snot bubbles are pretty bad, at least she’s never had a Fergie peeing moment. [Hello Beautiful] Keep reading »
Time for some real talk. We love summer, but the bane of our existence come July is one thing — sweat. Specifically, sweat pouring from places our deodorant stick usually doesn’t see — under our breasts and beneath our derrieres. These curves come with a price — a damp, sticky one. One recent summer day saw us applying Speed Stick to our underboob region in a fit of desperation — that’s when we realized we needed something more hardcore. Enter Silky Underwear Dusting Powder by LUSH, which is designed to keep those sexy lady areas dry and comfy. Because there’s nothing more uncomfortable or unsightly than two half moon-shaped sweat stains under your girls.
Usually I find The New York Times Style section to be embarrassingly behind the times. Recent articles include trend pieces on people playing Big Buck Hunter at bars and the popularity of Twitter hashtags. “What’s next? An article about this new TV show called ‘Jersey Shore’?” I am prone to joking.
However, for the first time in a while, this week’s Style section features an article that is relevant to my immediate interests. Sort of. “Powder Surge: It’s A Guy Thing” is about men using talc, baby powder, and fancier branded powders to keep their nether-regions dry during the hot summer months. Basically, the NY Times printed an article about ball sweat and how men deal with it. Keep reading »
Sweat has been on our minds quite a bit lately–it’s hot as hell in NYC! But sometimes you want to wear a top that isn’t black, even if it shows sweat stains. We tried these underarm shields from Hollywood Behind the Seams and are happy to report that they do a fantastic job at keeping the pits of our garments dry. They’re so soft and fabric-like that you’ll forget you’re wearing them. So, you know, you can wave your arms with proud gusto! [$8.30 for five pairs, Advantage Wear]
We’re giving five winners one set of Hollywood Behind the Seams Pretty Underarm Protection. But you have to work if you want one. The five best commenters for this coming week—from today, Friday, August 21 through Thursday, August 27—will be awarded one. So, be as clever, smart, and original as you can! Click HERE to read the official rules.
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I sweat like a beast when it’s hot out and I’m running around. There. I said it. I’m so not that girl who somehow looks perfectly composed as I enter the cool air-conditioned office from the punishing 90-degree heat outside. Sorry. But my personal heat-induced nastiness has given me time and incentive to find ways to contain the terribleness. Here’s how to keep the moisture at bay on those days when it’s very, very clear that you’re minutes away from looking like a hot mess. Keep reading »
Sure, animal sex is weird, but humans are part of that strange kingdom. Here are 10 Weird Sex Facts that prove we’re civilized here at the top of the food chain and yet still pretty freakin’ gross… Keep reading »