Dangit all, I just had a fantastic, lengthy, clever, witty blog post that my furshlugginer software decided to chew and swallow, instead of spitting it out.
Anyway, here we are! We've been incredibly busy of late (NOT complaining), keeping apace with orders yet still prepping for the trade show we're attending next month. Lots of soap-making, but also assloads of design - brochures, catalogues, banners, and our booth, which looks like it's gonna actually become a reality. Yay!
And before we start talking more about us, can we just say: Academy Awards?!!!! Congratulations to our favorite Glamazon, Kathryn Bigelow, whose badassery we've loved since The Loveless. It couldn't have happened to a more talented chick, at least not since Ida Lupino crossed over.
And Jeff Bridges, our Dude. It's about freaking time, since he was robbed of one for Fearless (and don't get me started about how neglected Peter Weir is). That's all we have to say about that.
But, speaking of Jeff Bridges, what better time to introduce our Big Lebowski bath extravaganza tribute kit?
It's called That Bag Really Tied The Suds Together, and you get everything you see here - a cute zipper bag reminiscent of the Dude's rug (untouched by Woo), his Caucasian drink (made with real Kahlua), a big bowling pin soap on a rope, Maude's Viking helment faithfully rendered in soap, a bar with Jackie Treehorn's doodle engraved into it, a whole mess of bloody toes (1 big, 5 small), Walter's Face Down in the Muck face pack, made with the finest Dead Sea mud, and a can of Donny's Ashes gray bath salts, in a commemorative can. What more could a Lebowski fan want, I ask you?
Oh, and ohmigod, a bowling ball soap. How could I have forgotten the most important thing about Lebowski?!
And that reminds me, one more tangential thing. Sarah and I are ordained priests in the Church of the Latter-Day Dude. We can, like, marry you, man. And wash you (not literally, folks, we leave that to your SigOth)!
So, back on track, aside from slacking off on Oscar day (hey, we had to watch the red carpet), and even with all the day-to-day running of our lives, we also can't help ourselves - we gotta be us, which means having more crazy ideas that we must soapify (or whatever-ify). Brace yerselves!
We started making our one-off soy candles for the holidays, where they went over a treat. We recycle vintage tourist glasses, from various places/events, and we try to match the scent to the location, hence the Florida candle smells like orange juice, the Yellowstone candle is pine-y, the Pike's Peak one is minty! Fun!
We've also been upsizing some of our current stock, so you'll get more sudsy goodness.
Our fantastic mandarin-scented Rub-A-Dub Ducky - a lot bigger, but most importantly, still cute. We were working on the cute factor.
And a bigger banana-scented Monkey Bidnis. These will both be great for the bathtub!
We have a few more we just need to pour/photograph, but we're really happy about all of them. Duh. We're happy a lot.
As for new stuff, you bet yer bippy.
We call it Forever Amber. And yep, even the fly is 100% soap. Smells like amber.
Our fantastic bronze baby shoe soap on a rope set. We love these so much we want to marry them.
They're called Kickin' it Old School, and they're fragranced with sweet orange essential oil. They're sparkly.
We also finally, after a good two years of R&D, came up with an Eiffel Tower soap we're really, really happy with.
It's called What an Eiffel. Lavender duh.
We've also been messing around with a banned book cover photo soap series, because we like reading, and, like, stuff.
There's actually loads more stuff, but I should quit yakking. I really need to get back to fine-tuning the brochure for the printer. I'll leave you with our most recent, and most giggle-inducing:
Suds of the Crime! It's a nice big bath bar, and it's our design, our custom proprietary mold, and we want to commit bigamy with this soap and our baby shoes above.
The outline glows in the dark. No, REALLY.
Aren't we so AWESOME?
And (what, there's more? yes!) - it smells like coffee and donuts. Law enforcement, get it?
Mmmmmm, coffee.
I'll leave you with that. I will try to get these up on the website so you can buy 'em by the 20th. Yes, of this month. I'll sleep when I'm dead.
Carpe soapem!
