Six years. Zero tank tops.
I designed my whole closet around what I was hiding. Cardigans in 90-degree heat. Cap sleeves at weddings. A side-pose in every group photo so my arms never went up.
I told myself it was just a phase. That my underarms would lighten on their own. That all I needed was the next deodorant, the next scrub, the next "whitening" cream.
None of it worked. Dove said three weeks. It's been three years. The expensive Korean serums made my face glow but did nothing for my body.
I almost dropped $2,400 on six laser sessions before a friend handed me a jar of rice mask and said, "Try this first."
Two weeks later, I raised my arms in the bathroom mirror for the first time without flinching.
"hiding dark underarms
for sleeveless"