I love me some soap. That is just the truth. My friends know that I am very considerate when it comes to my budget, but somehow I can spend the ducks on a bar of soap. Case in point, I have been hankering for a bar of soap from a french antiques shop in my parent's hometown that I keep forgetting to ask my mother to mail to me. My love affair with soap started when I was very small and realized that my grandmother's bathroom and, in deed, many older bathrooms had the nicest scent of clean, fresh soap used over years. Then, while in my twenties in Athens,GA, I stumbled upon homemade herbal soaps from local vendors. Sweet, herby, fresh and clean. I was then lead to international soaps always prefering creamy bars to glycerines. I could go on so I won't.
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