Friday, September 9, 2011

Then leaf subsides to leaf....

...So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay...


Easy, Ponyboy.


Let's talk turkey.  Get it?  Turkey?  Fall?  Turkey is for thankgiving, which is in the fa.....
Awww skip it...

I wanted to blog about some of the new stuff available for fall, in my shop.  To get right into it, the new Fall Trio made it's debut this evening, and I wanted to share it with you.


I just love a gift pack, don't you?  It could be dirty socks and if it came in a cute gift pack, I'd be all over it.

This one comes with three full sized bath bars.  All 100% goat milk soaps in various autumnal (I'll take "words nobody ever uses", for $500, Alex) designs and scents.  Macintosh Apple, Poison Pumpkin (the incarnate), and Haunted Hayride.





I think it's fun and if you're interested or want to saturate yourself further with the details, you can check them out HERE

I've also recently started a line of facial masks that seem to be doing well.  They have yummy ingredients such as macadamia nut oil, kukui nut oil, allantoin and of course beneficial clays etc.  For the time being, I have formulated four of them:

The Clarifying Facial Mask (with bentonite clay)


The Clear Skin Facial Mask (with french green clay and select essential oils suitable for problem skin)


A Milk & Oats Facial Mask (that has lovely ingredients like oats, goat milk, coconut milk, and a honey almond blend to name a few...)


And lastly, a Dead Sea Mud & Kelp Facial Mask (whose ingredients are self-explanatory)


I have a few more percolating in my feeble brain, but haven't had time to play with them yet.  They are wet masks, and not of the dry variety you'll see a lot of.

So...I've been busy.  I still haven't made a face cream that doesn't suck, so that got put on the backburner awhile.  I can hardly believe summer is on it's final leg already.  My woodstove is 80% installed, 10 cords of firewood is ordered and will be delivered tomorrow, and the leaves are already beginning to turn on my maple trees. 

Who's ready for apple cider and bonfires?