My conclusions: for me, using antiperspirant is like watching Keeping Up With the Kardashians. It's crucial to be a part of functioning society these days, but you know it's killing your brain cells slowly. Yet when you stop watching, everyone is judging you.
As soon as the experiment was over, I was back to using aluminum antiperspirant every day. But instead of giving the area three or four passes with the rollerball, I just do one good swipe and stop. I did throw out my clinical-strength stick. While I'm not the kind of girl who can go without deodorant, 48-hour protection is a little excessive (because, you know, showers work). The only way I could give it up long term is if everyone around me promised to be sweaty too (#BObabes), and I find that highly unlikely unless there's a major aluminum shortage on the horizon.
However, there were benefits to the break. The skin under my arms is softer, thanks, and I no longer have a layer of buildup, which makes shaving a lot easier. While I'm still going to use antiperspirant, I will gladly go funky on the weekends when I can just to give my underarms a chance to breathe.
