Update, and no update (as I roll my eyes), the hugely pregnant does are still holding onto those kids. :)
Today I am filling orders and working on packaging for new bath products.
For some reason I began reflecting on my childhood a bit ago, remembering when I began my interest in soap.
I was about 8 years old. We went on a school field trip to a replica of a pioneer village. I loved the big two story house! I loved the fireplaces, the cooking hearths, the old wobbly glass window panes, and the primitive furniture. I still adore these things!
During the field trip we walked outdoors from shop to shop. We stopped at the wood shop, the candle making shop, the wool spinning shop, and the iron smith shop. If someone would have asked me if I wanted to turn the century clock back, I would have let out a big "yes!"
Before we left the village we stopped at the souvenir shop. I think my mother had given me 50 cents that day. I didn't want candy, nor did I want a toy, I was fascinated by the rustic balls of soap displayed in the big wash tins along the back wall. So I bought my first bar of soap! Pretty similar to the soap in this photo!
A few years later, I think I ended up being the only youngster I knew that had a couple of shoe boxes full of soap under her bed. I had pretty Avon soap shaped like handkerchiefs, hand crafted soap, tar soap, oatmeal soap, every scent I could get my hands on. What a strange thing for a kid to love, but I did. I didn't think anything of it!
I never thought about making my own soap way back then. It didn't cross my mind! But somehow I eventually found what I was looking for. Now, more than 4 decades later, I want to make soap balls! I would love to see a vintage jar with soap balls in it!
This is why I urge people to do what their dreams are hinting at...do what you feel creative at. You just never know! And when you allow your creativity to come forward, happiness follows right behind
If anyone knows how to make soap balls, I am ready to learn!