Inside the body of every law-abiding American is a freewheelin' skeptical anarchist who thinks he or she can singlehandedly take down the pharmaceutical industry by pursuing holistic, wannabe health guru-endorsed miracle cures. These miracle tinctures and potions promise to solve every ailment from allergies to erotic misfortune while also ridding bodies of unknown "toxins."
Enter Moon Juice's Sex Dust, a $60 powder promising to satisfy the needs of every unsure, upset, and unsexy person out there. It smells like dirt, tastes like old cinnamon, and resembles heroin -- or, at least, the heroin I've seen in movies. Oh, and it's supposed to get you horny.
Endorsed by hippie-dippie celebrities along the lines of Gwyneth Paltrow, Shailene Woodley, Rooney Mara, Rachel McAdams, and Zoë Kravitz, Sex Dust contains a plethora of ancient Chinese herbs and plants and claims to "send waves of blood to all the right places" by "supporting brain chemistry [and] hormone production."
The problem that Sex Dust faces -- along with myriad other holistic cures -- is that it's uncontrolled, unregulated, and cannot guarantee what it promises on the label. So, why do people keep buying this stuff? I tried some for myself and got to the bottom of this dusty mystery.