Every towel I own ends up with weird orange stains that never wash out. This one’s barely a month old — any idea why? And why always orange? All my towels are ruined!

started as one tiny orange spot—barely noticeable at first—on my favorite gray towel. I scrubbed it, washed it, even tried soaking it overnight, but it refused to fade. A few days later, another mark appeared, then another, until it looked

like my bathroom linens had been splashed with orange paint. I switched detergents, deep-cleaned my washer, even blamed the water pipes. But nothing worked. The mystery became so frustrating that I finally decided to dig deeper—and what I discovered completely changed how I think about towels, skincare, and even water quality.

The truth is, those orange marks aren’t stains at all. They’re color loss. One of the most common causes is a popular ingredient found in acne creams, gels, and spot treatments—benzoyl peroxide. When this ingredient touches towels or pillowcases, it doesn’t just leave residue; it actually removes dye, leaving behind bright orange or yellow patches

that can’t be washed away. The color doesn’t transfer from something else—it’s literally bleached out. That means even clean, freshly washed towels can develop marks if they come into contact with skin or hair products containing peroxide. READ MORE BELOW

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