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Review! My Moon & Stars Soap by Saffie Bea

Oh, lovely readers of mine! This is an especially happy post. I haven't had time to work with a brand since before my nursing degree, when I was a sponsored model and bloguese for gothic jeweler The Crypt of Curiosities. But now that I'm on maternity leave and have organised my wacky brain a bit after settling into nurse life, I'm excited to have been sent some absolutely beautiful handmade soaps from artisan company Saffie Bea. And once my body fully recovers from the postpartum aftermath, I'll finally be getting around to doing a long-awaited photoshoot and review of some truly special garments from gothic designer Phantomlovely.
Saffie Bea is a purveyor of handmade glycerine soaps, soy candles, and ceramics based in Harrogate in the north of England. They sent me four soaps to review, of which this will be the first.

I think the packaging is very sweet. The recycled heavy card box and mandala design gets the bohemian message across while remaining tidy and unfussy. …
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