
Stop it right now. I know what you're doing. You're picturing a sad, thin slice of wax that's jagged on the sides, probably has a suspiciously thick strand of hair sticking to it, is a questionable shade of yellow and just won't stay in your hands.
Look, I'm picturing it too. It's gross, it's embarrassing and what's worse is that it's the only thing that really made us feel squeaky clean.
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But I'm here to tell you that the humble bar soap is back in a big way. Just not as you might remember it.
Don't get me wrong, liquid soap was a game changer. You mean I don't have to rub my hands across the same soapy block as a million other people who've just used to loo? Pump that liquid cleanliness straight into my organs (not really).
Then we have foam soap... it had its moment. There was something so childlike, freeing and fun about foam soap. The issue was, it would clean approximately one fingernail before it completely disappeared.
We've now come full circle back to the bar soap. Bar soap was something that was traditionally always gifted and never bought. They're usually found in a big gift basket at a Mother's Day stall or the 4th prize at pub trivia.