Author: Sara

All natural, 100% pure, vegan Snake Oil

It’s done!  The insanity that was the month of June is behind me and now I can take a deep breath and relax for a little while, but only a little while.  Blueberry Fest was great, and this past weekend at ConTemporal was out of this world (many times, quite literally)!  What a fantastic event it was!

I had done everything I could to prepare myself ahead of time for ConTemporal, a three-day Steampunk convention in Raleigh.  I think I did pretty well.  I set small, manageable, consistent goals for myself for getting things done, and as long as I worked steadily and stuck to my to-do list, I was fine.  There was so much to do to prepare!  There were not only products to make, but there were displays to make and costumes to put together.  Whew!  Lots of hustle.

But now it’s over.  I’ll post pictures in another blog post.  For now, though, I’m giving attention to post-show recovery.  I’ve added all the new Steampunk products to my website and edited all the pictures I took at the show.  I have time to do housework again, catching up from last week.  I can now see the work that everyone else in the house is doing and appreciate it, because my eyes aren’t clouded with my own tasks.  It all feels so great again!

NC Blueberry Festival Sign, Burgaw, NC (Photo credit: Lesley Looper)

I love doing shows.  They’re admittedly a lot of work, and I usually end up dealing with a lot of stress and sleepless nights for several days before, but there is just nothing like the energy of a bunch of artisans together displaying their unique wares for a hopefully adoring public.  There’s the fun of meeting new people, talking to neighboring vendors and, since I’m a local, seeing familiar faces.  Even more of a joy is serving repeat customers.

Yesterday, I worked the 10th annual North Carolina Blueberry Festival for the fourth year running.  I met a bunch of great people.  There are two people who came by my booth who stood out for me.

There was a middle-aged couple who were browsing my wares and she was telling me about the soaps she has gotten and liked.  She commented, “There’s this soap I get from Duplin Winery.  Queen Anne’s Revenge.  My husband loves that soap!”

He chimed in, “Yeah!  I use it to wash my hands, and I just sit there and [motions sniffing his hands deeply].”

I smiled and said, “Those are mine, and that’s one of my favorite scents.”  I seldom run into what I call my “winery customers,” and it’s always exciting hearing the compliments on my soaps when they don’t realize they’re talking to the soap artisan herself.

Towards the end of the day, Peter and I were sitting and talking, watching the crowds die down and waiting for the end of the event while saying hi to festival guests going by.  A young man with Down’s Syndrome came up to us.  He said, “Hi.  How are you?”

I said, “We’re doing well, thanks.  How are you doing?”

“I’m doing good, thank you.  My name is Christopher,” as he held his hand out to me to shake.  I shook his hand and introduced myself, and Peter did the same.  Then Christopher asked if I had any business cards.

I said, “Sure.  How many do you need?”  He only needed one.  I handed it to him.

Christopher thanked me and explained that he collects business cards.  He can go through them and remember the people they belong to and what they sell.  He wished us a nice day and moved on, leaving me totally charmed.

It’s so tempting to measure a show by the numbers – how many units sold, dollar amount of sales, number of potential business contacts for wholesale or private label – but the real success of a show is in the interactions with my guests.

Anyone who knows me, either personally or professionally, knows that I’m a Christ-follower, but I respectfully keep my thoughts on business and my thoughts on faith separate, as they are parts of the same whole.  This week, however, I’m not going to be able to separate those two parts as crisply as I usually do, and that’s OK. 

Yesterday in church, the pastor’s sermon challenged us to decide how we’re going to handle spiritual fruit this week.  Are we going to let life so overwhelm us that we bear no spiritual fruit, or are we going to bear spiritual fruit for the sake of making ourselves look impressive and big? 

Galatians 5:22-23 describes the fruits of the Spirit as love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.  So, I think about those and I think about how busy this week is as I prepare for my first show of the year, teaching my two girls, and the craziness that will be Friday and Saturday.  In the midst of all this, how am I going to manifest spiritual fruit even as I’m overwhelmed, stressed and tired?  That will be my question daily for my girls and myself, as well as our daily prayer:  “Lord, help us show love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control today” (because I’m only focusing on getting through today).

The beautiful thing about these fruits of the Spirit are, you don’t have to be a Christ-follower to embrace and embody them, so please don’t think these are just “Christian” ideals.  I have friends of different faiths (and no professed faith) who embody these character traits.

What qualities will you choose to exhibit this week?

I thought I’d found it – that most perfect specimen of man soap ever.  With its fresh, green, dreamy scent that the House of Creed designed especially for Cary Grant and which has graced the skin of Robert Redford, Richard Gere, Quincy Jones and Nicholas Cage, Green Irish Tweed (renamed Green Irish Fantasy in my line) has been my go-to fragrance for world-rockin’ masculinity.  But after a years-long love affair with Green Irish Tweed (marked by me sneaking into my soap room just to sniff bars of this soap for a while), another scent has turned my head and my nose in a different direction.

It’s…  The Perfect Man.  There are no words to describe this scent and do it justice.  It’s incredible, and both of my girls agree.  Even my three-year-old will take a deeply appreciative sniff and exhale on a sigh as her eyes glaze over in olfactory bliss.  This scent encompasses all the qualities of these men.  With a blend of earthy, citrus and spicy notes, The Perfect Man makes every man smell just about perfect.

What’s even better than that?  How about the fact that The Perfect Man can be all yours?  Now doesn’t that just sweeten the deal a bit?  Check him out here.

This time of year is a time to clean and freshen up the home, and I love doing it as much as everyone.  I have a whole slew of projects lined up, and we took the long Easter weekend to work together as a family to get things done.  We’re very excited about getting a new (to us) stand-up freezer, which necessitated my husband getting out in the garage and doing some major cleaning up and cleaning out.  How exciting that was!  I found some of my favorite stuffed animals, like this little fella.

Roadkill, the studly armadillo (complete with CZ stud in his ear)

I found the gorgeous orange, green and yellow floral silk scarf that my parents gave me for my birthday four years ago.  I had given it up for totally lost, thinking it’d been thrown away in our move almost 4 years ago.  I was saddened by the prospect, because it’s a beautiful scarf, and I’d wanted it to wear with this one white linen dress I have.

While Peter was kicking box-butt in the garage (more boxes emptied and crushed!!!  Woohoo!!!), I was in the dinette working on a long-anticipated project.  Our dinette is… utilitarian.  The vertical blinds are original to the house, I’d swear it, and a few of the slats are missing.  Eventually, those are coming down and a curtain and box valence are going up – hopefully before the Summer heat arrives.

Our dinette set was part of the package deal the hubster got with my cat and me.  I bought it in 1995, used, right before moving into my first apartment.  It’s a lovely square, solid ash table with pull-out leaves, and the top has a laminate inset.  The chairs are also solid ash, and they came with nice, neutral, light tan seat cushions that had started looking quite the worse for wear after 17 years of life, cats, people and young children.  I’d decided to recover those chairs in a stripe print to coordinate with the tropical flower/flip flop/cocktail material I’d chosen for my curtains.

This became a major family project.  Peter unscrewed the seats from the chairs.  He and our older daughter pulled the seemingly millions of staples out of the existing upholstery, and I measured, marked and cut out the new upholstery.  While I had the cushions off, I decided it would be a great opportunity to take some Murphy’s Oil Soap to the wood.  Oh my gosh!  Once the seventeen years of accumulated grime came off, the wood gleamed warmly and looked so pretty!  Then I saw the newly cleaned chairs next to the table.  Suffice it to say, I spent about an hour Saturday giving every inch of my table the same thorough cleaning.  On Sunday morning, I would just stop and admire how the morning sun came in through the back door, warming the clean, glowing wood, now completely clean.

The girls and I returned home from our Easter trip to my parents’ home today, and my newly refurbished and clean dinette set greeted us with its vibrant, cheery appearance.  And now…  The before and after pics!

One of the advantages to this new material is its stain-resistance

To say I’m pleased is an understatement.  I’ll be thrilled when this room is completely finished!

English: Group photo in front of Clark University Sigmund Freud, G. Stanley Hall, Carl Jung; Back row: Abraham A. Brill, Ernest Jones, Sándor Ferenczi. Photo taken for Clark University in Worcester, Massachusetts publication. Česky: Foto z Clarkovy univerzity roku 1909. Dole (zleva) Sigmund Freud, G. Stanley Hall, Carl Jung, nahoře (zleva) Abraham A. Brill, Ernest Jones, Sándor Ferenczi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ll admit, I never set out to own my own bath and body business.  After receiving Cs in both high school and college chemistry, I never dreamed my entire life would revolve around chemical reactions and processes.

When I was in junior high school, I wanted to be either a lawyer (I’m very logical and love to argue, er, debate) or an architect (math isn’t my best subject), and certain aptitude tests determined I’d do well with either profession.  Then in high school, I encountered the likes of Carl Jung, Abraham Maslow and B.F. Skinner, and a future Psychology major was born.

Long story short, I went on and got my B.S. in Psychology, followed by an M.A. in Counseling, and while I was trying to back-door my way into my counseling training, God called me to be a chaplain.  I went from someone who’d studiously avoided crisis counseling and crisis work to doing it all the time and loving every second of it!  I worked with families of all ages, nationalities, backgrounds and faiths.  I calmed the anxious, said prayers for successful surgeries and comforted the grieving.  Every “identified patient,” which could include actual patients, family members or hospital staff members, was precious to me as a created child of God.  I trekked fifteen minutes across the hospital at 5:00 in the morning for a death call.  I answered many summons to the Emergency Department at 3:40 in the morning when a gunshot victim came in.  There were papers upon papers to write, encounters on which to reflect and at one point, the supervisor from… well, you know where.

This week, I was grateful for every single moment of that experience, because those experiences helped me navigate a major crisis in our family.  My cat died Monday.  She was almost 17 years old and she’d been in my heart since she was three days old.  She lived a long, well-loved, very pampered life.  It’s been hard.  My little girls are having their own hard times dealing with it.  In the midst of this, God has been there.  One question we had to answer in our weekly reflections was, “Who was God for you this week?”  This week, my friend Bobby was God to me as he listened to me talk and cry and blubber for hours a day.  Through him, the Spirit was able to work in me, lending me her strength and enabling me to be present to my husband and girls.  Our neighbor Shayna was God for my older daughter.  Shayna had worked last Summer at our vet’s office and had helped care for Octavia there; she’d also cat-sat for us over Christmas.  Shayna provided Mary with a space for her own grief without her having to share the “grief space” with anyone else.

Business came to a screeching halt while we said our good-byes, mourned and began the healing process.  But life does go on for the living, both four-legged and two-legged, and we’re back to business as usual.

As you go through the next week, I encourage you to keep your eyes open to who may be God (as you understand God to be) for you.

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Anise soap (Photo credit: Sara’s Soaps)

When you say that the product is one hundred percent natural, does that mean that it has no dye, chemicals or harmful ingredients and is safe for your skin?

This was a great question, but by no means easy to answer with a simple “yes” or “no.”  Here’s what I told her:

As far as skin-safe…  All of my products are skin-safe.  Not all of them are 100% natural, but I’ll identify those which are and are not so it’s hopefully clear to my customers.  My goal is to go all natural whenever possible and as gentle as possible.  I strive to make products that suit all skin types and preferences.  We here use my products on a regular basis, including my two children, so whatever I make must suit their skin first.

One hundred percent natural can have colorants, but I don’t use dyes in these soaps.  Sometimes I don’t use any colorants at all, though the essential oils may impart a tint to the finished soap.

If you consider an ingredient harmful if, in its raw form, it can cause harm, then, yes, my soaps contain a harmful ingredient.  One of the three main components in soap is sodium hydroxide (lye), which is a very strong caustic agent and extremely harmful in raw form.  However, it is what reacts to the oils in soapmaking, working with the oils to create soap.  I formulate my soaps to have leftover fats (the term is “superfatting” or “lye reduction”).  This means that I alter the oil/lye ratio so that the lye cannot possibly saponify (make into soap) all the oils.  This makes soap more moisturizing.  I also like using milks in some of my soaps, especially goat milk and coconut milk, which also makes the finished soap more skin nourishing.  Finished soap contains saponified oils with no active lye.

The dictionary defines “chemical” as “a substance obtained by a chemical process or producing a chemical effect.”  Going by that definition, all my ingredients and products are chemicals.  Lye dissolves in water, then the lye mixture reacts with the oils in all sorts of cool ways.  The raw soap changes color, opacity and viscosity.  Then as the saponification really gets underway, the raw soap gets very hot through an exothermic (literally, heat sending) reaction.  The end result is soap and glycerin.  Essential oils are often the result of chemical processes.  Soapmaking and cosmetic manufacturing is pretty much all about chemical reactions.  In some products, I use manmade chemicals, such as preservatives (vital in water-based cosmetics) and fragrance oils, which are a blend of essential oils and synthetic components.  Occasionally, I’ll use other manmade ingredients in certain products, but not without a specific purpose.  If there is a natural alternative or if the ingredient in question won’t add anything significant to the end product, then I’d just as soon leave it out.

Got a question?  Feel free to shoot me an email or post it in the comments.

My friend Diane renames certain days of the week “Makinday.”  These are the days when she’s slamming the soap production and filling her soap curing racks with her creations.

This past Saturday, I’d planned a Makinday, and one of my friends wanted to watch the process.  I’d already started by the time Bobby showed up (I’d been itching to get started), but he was able to see one of the soaps from start to finish.  What was so exciting about this?  I absolutely LoVe teaching people how to make soap, and I really get a charge out of sharing my passion with others.  The fact that this was a friend just made it all that much better.

We started with a rebatch of wine soap.  Bobby and my younger daughter shredded the soap into the bowl while I gathered everything for the second batch.  After pouring some water over the soap shreds and covering the bowl, we moved on to the next soap.

Soap #2 was Lemon Grove Gardeners Soap.  This was a cold process batch and is very straight-forward.  It’s a scrumptious blend of skin-lovin’ base oils, an exclusive essential oil blend, corn meal and calendula petals.  It wasn’t long before that soap was tucked into bed, covered and insulated.

Bobby helped with Soap #3.  He measured and melted some of the oils and ran the stick blender for the very few minutes before the soap came to a heavy trace.  This batch was Drama Llama, a fun soap with subtle sparkles and a frosted appearance.  Unfortunately, this batch took much longer than anticipated to neutralize, and Bobby had to head home before it was finished.  Before dinner time, Drama Llama was in the mould and filling our lower level with the scent of amber, vanilla and musk.

After dinner, I was able to get back to Soap #1, that wine soap rebatch.  It got nicely melty and it was time to scent and color it.  For this soap, I brought back a Sara’s Soaps ‘n Such exclusive fragrance, Pacific Sunset.  Pacific Sunset is an enticing, intriguing blend of jasmine and eucalyptus.  I mixed up my colorants and added them to my soap.  The bronze, green and yellow swirls were beautiful, exactly what I’d wanted.  And then I saw the fragrance still sitting on the counter.  Uh oh!  The swirls didn’t come out quite as beautiful once I slowly, carefully folded the fragrance into the soap.  But this soap will mellow out to pure loveliness with its antioxidant-rich wine and zippy scent.

Lemon Grove will be available in about three weeks, and Drama Llama and Pacific Sunset should be ready in a week-and-a-half.  Be sure to follow my Facebook page to find out exactly when these jewels will be available.

Of these three soaps, which one sounds the best to you, and why?