Victim of Fashion!
Michelle Vicari from Florida was our nationwide winner. Take a look at her story!
Many severe underarm sweating sufferers sent in their most embarrassing hyperhidrosis-related fashion disaster stories for the chance to win an opportunity to see an expert dermatologist and, if appropriate, a complimentary BOTOX® (Botulinum Toxin Type A) treatment, approved by the FDA in 2004 for the treatment of severe primary axillary hyperhidrosis not adequately managed by topical agents. In a clinical study, the median duration of response for BOTOX® patients was 201 days or 6.7 months.
In addition, she will attend a star-studded Gen Art "Fresh Faces in Fashion" fashion show and reception, meet former Project Runway designer Kara Saun and share her story with the media to help raise awareness about excessive underarm sweating and the availability of effective treatments.
"I've spoken to several doctors over the years about the excessive sweating problem, and virtually all of them have always said, 'Oh, it's no big deal, you just have to calm down, don't make yourself so nervous.' It was very hard to explain after a while that, you know, this didn't just happen when I was nervous, this was all the time.
I had to give a presentation to about 100 doctors and high-ranking officials from multiple fire departments in my town. Some of them were my chief officers. I was very confident in the material, as I had been teaching it for three years already. But with my condition being what it was, I knew I had to be prepared.
For the presentation, I had to wear a red polo shirt. Just my luck with red being one of my no-no colors! In order to minimize the amount of sweat on my shirt during the presentation, I had the brilliant idea of getting dressed at the last possible minute. And here was my solution to that since I was somewhat nervous about the crowd I was speaking in front of.
My half-brained self thought it would be a good idea to drive to work sans shirt with just my bra on.
My thought was that if I didn't get dressed until I got to work, the size of the sweat stains hopefully wouldn't be as bad for the presentation. Great idea in theory, until a police officer stopped me as I was driving. He saw me driving in my brassiere and thought I was in some sort of trouble and running from something. He was afraid that I didn't have time to get dressed and wanted to check on my well-being! While I appreciate him doing his job, it was very embarrassing trying to give my reasoning. I sat there and tried to explain the situation, turning as bright red as the shirt hanging neatly behind me. He didn't issue me a citation, but did request that I put the shirt on! Which I did, and of course the inevitable happened. Regardless, the presentation went really well, underarm sweat stains notwithstanding..."
