The name might suggest hippies it the park, maybe 1970, but the soap reminds me of something else—the fragrance recalls something I can't put my finger on. Which is one of the reasons I really love soap, I guess! It reminds me of something from the past, but I don't know what it is. This is a very lush and robust soap—it's both intense in feeling and fragrance. I suppose it's floral, but there are also other scents I can't place. Its description says: “Rose, Geranium, Bergamot, and Amber.” After I'm using it a while, the fragrance has both mellowed out and intensified. The color has also intensified—in three vivid bands, it's: clayish red, pleasant tan-brown, and a really deep burgundy. I prefer to take baths, so I can type these reviews on my old typewriter, resting on a board laid across the tub. I'm just kidding about typing in the bathtub. I do prefer baths, though. In the hot, hot weather I switch over to showers, and it's been pleasant seeing the shower hit this soap, and send an intense tri-color stream down the side of the white ceramic. Rose, Geranium, Bergamot, and Amber. That's quite a lineup. Roses alone might recall anything in the world, from ecstasy to sadness, from inspiration to death. Those four, though, together... watch out! If you put Rose, Geranium, Bergamot, and Amber in a room together you're likely to get anything from a murder mystery to a cure for all pain. Though more realistically, you might get a fleeting sensation, that's on the tip of your tongue, but might take a novel-length journey to (fail to) explain.
Soap Review No. 134