Either I have become overly sensitive to smells, or products are now being formulated with discounted axe body spray. I still enjoy a tastefully worn perfume or cologne, but somehow I always manage to sit next to the guy on the bus who bathes in it. If Nutella can get sued for misleading American moms that it is ‘healthy,’ there is a case for misleading dudes that axe body spray ‘makes nice girls naughty.’ One morning, I realized the cause of my nose pollution was my freshly washed clothing. It was a new brand, and did not smell anything like summer rain, mountain breeze, or whatever the box promised. While the smell does fade, the potential phthalates (a compound that disrupts hormones) in these products may have more lasting effects.
Phthalates are in a lot of products (eg. air fresheners, anti-perspirants, hair products), and while I’m not about to live off the grid to avoid them entirely, buying unscented products may limit my exposure. I tried to find an unscented laundry soap on my next trip out, but the only ones I could find were of the ‘green’ variety and pretty pricey. So once again, I learned to make my own. It’s cheap, easy, and a good way to take out some frustration.
What you need:
What to do:
While watching tv, online video, or listening to podcast, grate the entire bar of soap. I used a fine cheese grater, which disgusted the boy until I pointed out that after I was done grating the soap, I would wash it. With soap..
Next, stir in the washing soda and borax (and optional essential oil), mix well and store it in a container of sorts. Use about 2 TBSP for a regular load, and 2.5-3 TBSP for larger loads or if you sat next to the guy wearing axe. It’s best to use warm water, or to let it dissolve in the water before you put your clothes in. If it doesn’t fully dissolve, there will be some white soap left on the darks. Apparently you can make a liquid form just as easily, I just haven’t got that far yet.
Growing up my least favourite chore was hanging the laundry outside, and couldn’t wait to be able to use the dryer as I pleased. A combination of the city telling me I’m not allowed to have a clothes line, my building’s coin laundry dryer, and my mom living too far away, has led to me always hanging my stuff. The metal racks do the trick, but are awkward, bulky and take up space. After replacing this IKEA curtain wire thing with a real curtain rod, I was going to toss it. The boy, unable to throw anything away, installed it as a clothesline in the office that screws on and off. Genius. (Mom, I know I need clothes pegs!!) Leave the window open and my clothes actually smell mountain fresh.