Lathering Up

A couple of years ago, Mr X went to San Francisco for a business trip. Upon his return he presented me with three lovely and fragrant bars of soap he had purchased in Chinatown. Until then I had been exclusively a body wash kind of girl. I was tempted to forgo using the soaps because they were too lovely to use. But that would have led to the development of a collection of bars of soap and that just seems wasteful and silly. Plus Mr X wouldn't have been pleased if I never used his gift. So I began using them and I discovered I loved them.

Later, Mr X and I were lucky enough to be able to spend Thanksgiving 2007 in Paris, France. At one point during that trip we happened upon a boutique that sold handmade french milled soaps. I purchased a couple for myself and as gifts for others as well. In the picture below you can see my only remaining soap from that trip - the orange one.


For Christmas this past winter "Santa Claus" put a couple more bars of soap in my stocking. One of them is the large white one pictured above. The other one is in my shower. I've been using it for almost 5 months now and I'm sure there's at least 2 or 3 more months use left of it.

I prefer the bars of soap because:

1) They last much longer than body wash.
2) They are more 'natural' than body wash.
3) They create far less waste than the body wash - simple paper or plastic wrapping (or sometimes no wrapping at all) as opposed to a large plastic container...and since I go through the soaps less frequently than the body wash, it prevents even more plastic waste from being tossed in the rubbish.
4) I find the fancy soaps far more interesting than body wash.

***Note: I am now a bar soap snob and thus would never settle for a simple bar of Irish Spring or Ivory. I like my soaps hand made and special.

I realize I just did a whole post on SOAP but it was on my mind so I thought I'd share. Oh and plus I can post whatever I want to here because it's my blog. But I do apologize if this post bored you to tears.