For me, a great handmade soap needs just two things:
1. It has to have LOTS of lather – and not just any lather: STABLE lather.
2. It has to leave my skin feeling moisturized.
I hold salt bars to the same high standards, so when I tested the three salt bars that I made recently in the shower, I had some mixed results.
I’ve tried all three of these salt bars in the shower now at least once. I measure the stability of the lather based on whether or not I can load up my nylon scrubby with soap just once and still have some left over after I’ve washed my entire body. (Remember I have soft water!) The brown one did the best in this test. The pink and blue one came pretty close.
My legs are the first place to show dry skin, so if I see dryness there, I know the soap isn’t moisturizing enough. The pink bar failed this test pretty miserably. The blue one worked pretty well, as did the brown one.
Out of all three of my salt bars, if I were handing out points, I would give the most points to the brown one (Cedarwood Sage salt bar made with beer) in overall performance.
I sent one of the Cedarwood Sage bars to Cecelia of Soap on a Whim in exchange for this most decadent salt bar:
She was curious about a salt bar made with beer, and I was definitely curious about a salt bar made with Monoi! If you’ve never heard of Monoi de Tahiti Tiare, it is a pure coconut oil infused with tiare blooms (Tahitian gardenia) – and it is lovely!! The full ingredients list for this soap is as follows: saponified Monoi de Tahiti Tiare Oil, Virgin Coconut Oil, Cocoa Butter, Avocado Oil, Shea Butter, and Castor Oil; also pure canning salt and coconut milk.
I am happy to say that this soap passed both of my tests in the shower quite handily! The lather felt creamy smooth, and the light scent of gardenia was intoxicating! I even made my husband try it without telling him what it was. (He’s not a fan of salt bars.) His comment, “It sure beats those salt bars!” So there you have it! Fabulous salt bar indeed if my hubby says so!
Now I’m anxious to see what Cecelia thinks of mine.