Here's a Fun Fact you never knew about the Donkey Milk lady.
Back before kids and donkeys and autoimmune disease was a blip on the radar of life, I taught English in Chemnitz, Germany (aka Karl Marx Stadt...) The city was supposed to be the ideal communist city behind the wall.
What? You've never heard of Chemnitz? Not on your bucket list with Paris and Vienna?
One day a student gave me deodorant as a thank you gift. I was instantly paranoid and slightly offended, until I discovered that Deodorant was, to them, considered on par with perfume.
And that, my friends, is what happens when you live behind the wall of communism.
Before you know it, you'll be gifting deodorant.
And you'll like it.
But, if it comes to that, make sure you gift the good stuff.
By the way, our all natural Deodorant is actually a pretty sweet gift.
Don't worry, I won't force you to try it...because I'm no deodorant dictator.
Keep on using toxic deodorant if you want.
It's a free country.
P.S. For all my deodorant converts, you may want to stock up.
Just in case.
Below you'll find the funny, witty, sarcastic reviews that my brilliant customers take the time (on their own free will, no bribes, threats, or Gulags involved) to write about our Deodorant.
If you're one of the weird ones like me who like to read reviews, read on, comrade.
P.S. Sarcasm is my second language. Speak it, laugh, and smell good doing it. And getcha some Dulce de Deodorant for all your stinky parts.
Because toxic, stinky armpits and fungus feet are overrated.