Confession time: I have officially become a sweater. Not a soft chenille one that you wear on a cold day — quite the opposite, actually. This summer, I have become a sweaty mess in NYC’s consistent 90 degree weather. The very first day I noticed a bit of … moisture in my underarm area, I was quite surprised. I never considered myself to be a sweaty person. But after a few consecutive days of feeling wet and icky and noticing an unfamiliar (and unpleasant — damn this is hard to admit) scent radiating from my underam area, I knew I had a problem. I began my conquest to find the perfect antiperspirant/deodorant combo and I have finally settled in the land of (gasp!) aerosol deodorant. Before you kill me on the environmental harm I’m causing by using an aerosol product, just know that I believe offensive body odor is just as harmful to the Earth. Here are the top reasons I use it, and which brands I love and hate. Keep reading »
How sweet would it be to never have sweat stains on the pits of your silk tops and summer dresses? Forget antiperspirant, and instead try on Sweat Block, liquid soaked pads that you swipe on your underarms before bed, which then keeps your pits dry for a whole week. No joke. It may sound like a crock or a crazy science experiment that may give you cancer, but Sweat Block is scarily legit. The medicated wipes work best while you’re sleeping (when your sweat glands aren’t active), forming a non-filmy, undetectable chemical block. I’ve been using the pads for two weeks, and so far I give the company an “A” on the non-perspiration front. As for pleasantness of smell, Sweat Block gets a “C.” Yet, putting up with the temporary scent of the wipes is nothing in comparison to dealing with the smell of B.O.—or worse—baby powder-scented B.O. [$19.99, Sweatblock.com] Keep reading »
The Frisky has teamed up with Thrillist, the daily men’s lifestyle and city guide, to bring you a weekly list of things for the guys in your life. Here’s the inaugural “Thrillist’s Top 5 Things That Don’t Suck”.
Gear: The Affair
Aside from a single outlier (“Muslim Jesus”), these limited-to-200 tees and hoodies all reference dystopian novels. “MiniLuv” shouts out 1984, while “Babylon Rocker” and “Corto’s Crash” are homages to William Gibson’s Neuromancer, whose future-vision is awash with heavy drugs, street samurai, cyber cowboys, and presumably some stuff that’s actually dystopic. [The-Affair.com] Keep reading »