I guess I just want to be clean

I'm going through this huge Lush phase right now. This happens to me when I find a store that I love and don't have access to, and then when that store ends up coming to Des Moines, I find I'm not nearly as obsessed with it (case in point: Sephora). So that's where I am with Lush. Those of you who know me know that I have no sense of smell, so the apparently mouth-watering aromas these products emit have no effect on me. For me, it's all about the visual. They're so pretty. Look!
Does that not look like a slice of cake? That is a piece of a Buttercream, which is a moisturizing soap that smells like oranges and chocolate. I believe it. I'd eat it too, if I didn't know I'd be having a Ralphie moment from A Christmas Story.

Here's another buttercream, made with orange blossoms and mangoes and wrapped in vine leaves. It's called the Emperor of Ice Cream after a Wallace Stephens poem.

That's soap. Pineapple soap, to be exact.

Oooh, doesn't this just look refreshing? I feel like after a long run, this would be just the thing to scrub all over your sweaty body. It's peppermint, which I also love, because it's one of the few scents I can actually get a whiff of every now and then.

That could be an expensive truffle, could it not? It's cocoa butter, honey, almond oil and orange oil, and it's called a massage bar. I use the Wiccy Magic massage bar after runs and it's delightful, but I suppose this one would serve a somewhat different purpose. :)

Porridge soap! Oats and orange juice - it's like breakfast for your body.

"Demon in the Dark" soap might be my favorite, because of the name, because it looks a little ominous, and because it's minty! Spearminty AND pepperminty, actually, with apple juice and cloves.

OK, that's all. Lust session over. Please return to your regularly-scheduled blog. I'm going to go spend an obscene amount on pretty soap that would keep me stocked up in Dial or Zest for the next five years.