To make it for a classic jacket, you've gotta be pretty near perfect. Okay... each bar of soap is different from the next because I cut them by hand. So in that respect, no two bars are ever really the same. But there is a standard here at The Manor, and the chappies have to meet it when being chosen for their designer labels.Over the summer, we've been clearing out to make room for the new of Fall, and the other day I rounded up all the cheeky chappies that never made the grade for one reason or another. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while. Soaps, salts, bath oils, cremes. The usual crowd who won't sit still for their labels, or who get too boisterous when being bottled and jarred. Usually, they find their way to friends, or family.
As we've grown, so too have our cheeky ones. Way too good to just ignore, and with little personalities all of their own, the Mischief Makers are now making noise at the Manor. Which one's shouting your name...?
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