Personal HygieneThere comes a point at which your hygiene becomes less your problem and more everyone else's:
My old school nurse never seemed to wash - instead she wrapped herself in crepe bandages from the first aid kits. The smell was beyond pungent. If you got ill at school, it was better to suffer than try and explain symptoms whilst only breathing out.
When she was eventually 'let go',they had to strip the wallpaper in her office to get rid of the lingering odour.
How scuzzy have you got? Or, failing that, how bad have people you know got?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Mar 2007, 12:40)
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are you making bread honey?Years back when I still used to chase hippy girls, was seeing a particular counter-cultural lady who really was hugely multi-talented in the old challenged personal hygiene malarkey. hairy pits/ legs I could live with seeing as how she had never shaved so was quite soft and downy, stinky vegan farts could also be managed with some incense and the opening of windows, but it was the yeast infection from hell that really challenged me.
I shit you not, she produced enough of this substance* to keep those fine bakers hovis' loafs nice and fluffeh for years. She had my sympathies of course, but it was the lack of any attempt to get it treated that really tried my patience.
Still, problem was solved when she decided to cop off with some flakey so-called 'alternative therapist' she had met down the pub while I was at home making her a nice birthday dinner...meh
So, in a rare act of revenge Lisa/Sakia/
whatever the fuck you call yourself now I hope you get to read this x x (unlikely as b3ta doesn't feature the sort of turgid crap that impressionable pretend hippies like to read)
ah, that feels better.
*most medical descriptions compare the discharge to ricotta cheese, but it can range from thick and not clumpy to faintly yellow to thin and clear.
(, Wed 28 Mar 2007, 17:40, Reply)
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