I’m not being cheeky. I’m so serious. Well, sort of.
My husband and I have stopped using soap. Now before you assume we’re stinky hippies (no offense to stinky hippies), let me explain.
We read about this dude who ditched soap and shampoo to see what would happen. Now, the first thing you should know is that no soap does not mean no showering. Bathing is still a regular requirement, people. The second thing you should know is washing your hands is not part of the experiment. Washing your hands – with soap – is still a regular requirement, people. But skipping soap in the shower had surprisingly positive outcomes for this dude. He smelled just fine. His skin cleared up. His thick, unmanageable hair became softer. And his life-long dandruff went away (though it did get worse before it got better). He said it took about a month for his body to adjust.
Eh. *Shoulder shrug* Why not? So we tried it.
Here’s what I’ve experienced.
I was having some pesky spots on both sides of my chin that wouldn’t go away… almost like little heat rashes… in December. I cycled through a couple different cleansers… you know, the hoity-toity all natural kinds. Nuthin’. Still sportin’ my pesky red spots. But I’ll be! All I’ve used for the past three months is a wash cloth, and my skin is as good as ever.
The other added bonus, in my book, is light packing. I love packing light. It’s sort of a game I play. Once in elementary school I packed my lunch in one of those tiny paper bags you get at the hardware store when you buy nails. I was so proud. It even included a little tiny steak. Then in college on a trip to Europe, I packed for two weeks in a back pack. Good thing, too, because I left all my carefully-selected souvenir gifts on a train car in the London Tube, and realized just in time to leap back through the doors, reclaim my goods, and circle back at the next station. Trusty backpack.
So it thrills me to pack just three toiletries when we travel now: toothpaste, toothbrush, and deodorant. Oh, and floss. Let’s not forget the floss.
And then there’s the money saved on not having to buy all this.
Now, on the no-shampoo I’m not such a good poster child. I got two or three weeks in and caved. Maybe it would’ve evened out after a month, but I couldn’t take the grease. The husband, on the other hand, is doing swimmingly with this half of the experiment. So my conjecture is the no-shampoo is more do-able for short hair.
If you’re really curious, seriously, read this dude’s article. He’s entirely more thorough and scientific (though I have better pictures) (Who me? Bragging about my point-and-shoot talent? Naaaah. Okay, maybe.).
So here is my new weapon of choice. (And here is Christopher Walken’s. Which may be only slightly better.)
