I was blog surfing the other day. And I came across this!
I don’t know if it was the stark whiteness of the soap (a Lush dupe called Snowcakes), the fluffy star shaped peaks on the top or the happy shimmer of the glitter…but I fell in love! When decorating for Christmas I love silver, whites and light blues…so this to me is a Christmas soap. I had to have. Unfortunately I got over to the Etsy shop, convo’d…and alas…it was gone. I placed an order anyways as there were other great selections!
This is what arrived in the mail!
And here’s what was inside!
She sent Key Lime Pie, Polar Express, Geisha, Sandalwood Vanilla, a sample of Snowcakes (yay!) and a sample of Monkey Farts.
Two of the fragrances she sent, which I wouldn’t normally order, happen to be my favorites! The Sandalwood Vanilla is amazing and the Monkey Farts smells wonderful. I guess it’s just the name. Nothing with the word farts in it should smell so good!
I love the fluffy high top on the Polar Express and the “whipped cream” on the Key Lime Pie.
Kia was very generous in sending some extra goodies so I think a giveaway is in order!
These two are mine to stay. Sandalwood Vanilla and Geisha. Hence their new found nakedness… 😉 Sandalwood Vanilla will be joining me in the shower tonight for sure.
But I’m thinking these two…Polar Express and Key Lime Pie…need a new home.
Certainly not because I don’t want them! But in the spirit of the season…I’m in the mood to brighten someone else’s day by bestowing on them these two beauties!
So if you want a chance to win simply comment below telling us what your favorite Christmas memory or tradition is. Comment by Tuesday, Dec 14 and the winner be announced on Dec 15.
Looking good, Kia! You can find Beacon Creations’ blog here and Etsy store here.
I think I missed the deadline for submission, but here’s my favorite Christmas memory.
1996 Dec, my family moved to BC, Canada. Coming from Asia, we encountered our first snowfall ever. Soon after we moved, we were snowed in. We were staying at a friend’s basement at the time, and my parents weren’t comfortable driving in snow. On Christmas eve, snow finally stopped and my dad and I tredged out to the mall area to pick up some supplies and a gift for my sister who was then 7. She had asked for a white teddy bear from Santa and daddy and I picked up a 7 inch one for her. I remember thinking, my it’s expensive.
After walking home through knee high snow, we hid it in the car. That night, my sister was upset because she figured, Santa wouldn’t be able to find her. Her reasons were: 1) We had just moved and Santa wouldn’t know. 2) We were living in a basement and we had no fireplace or chimney for Santa to come down. 3) We had no stocking to hang up for Santa to put her gifts in. 4)Not to mention, most importantly of all, we had no tree!
Mom assured her that she would make sure arrangements were made. Imagine my sister’s excitement the next day to find a white teddy bear just like she requested from Santa.
My favourite Christmas memory…
It needs a little explanation.. I’m from a large family and for years I was the baby; there were 7 others ahead of me, 5 boys and 2 other girls. At Christmas, my folks would stay up throughout the night, wrapping presents and getting everything ready for the big day. The fire was going all night so the house was always so cosy.
We’d get up in the morning and would all have to be washed and dressed and off to Mass before anything else. Then home for a hot breakfast of sausages, eggs and bacon … as my Mum was cooking, my Dad would unlock the sittingroom door (yep, he kept it under lock and key!) and sneak in and retrieve our stockings Santa left for us.
Once we had breakfast and everything was washed up and put away, then we’d line up in front of the sittingroom door, from the smallest (me) to the oldest. I’d be positively shaking with excitement at this poitn and my Dad would be saying “ok what about now, are you ready now?” and I’d get more and more excited til I was ready to burst! Then he’d say ..ok what about now? And then one of my brothers would pipe in, “oh nope, I need the toilet” and run off laughing. I’d be shaking even more because I was sooooo excited and so frustrated and so annoyed and so excited all over again!!!
The torture would go on a few times more and then my Dad would put the key in the lock and turn it… vvvveeerrryyyyy vvvvveeeeerrryyyyy slowly, inch by inch. Then the door would open wide (in my head, it’d open wide very slowly too) and, inside, you could see the fire roaring in the grate, the tree lights blazing away and everything else was dark .. your eyes got used to the darkness and you could pick out shapes on the chairs. Our presents!! Each in a neat pile with a label for our name (I remember not being able to recognise my own name and getting upset that I got nothing one year!).
That’s my fondest memory of Christmas – the excitement, the anticipation, the tingling in your belly! I loved it then and I love it now… I think half the fun of gift giving is the anticipation!
Hope you enjoyed that!!
i dont celebrate Christmas, but my mother and step -father got married on dec 23rd. they turned their anniversary into a family thing since we all became a family that day. We all hang out together as a family, and give each other a single “family day” gift.
Family, food, and presents in that order:D
What I really love about the holidays is the spirit of friendship and togetherness. It’s unlike any other time of year. I wish every day were like Christmas-without all the fanfare and commercialism.
Well, I love the music, but one of my favorite things about the holidays is the food!
Great texture on Beacon’s soaps. My favorite holiday memory was going to my Grandma’s house when I was young and she would play piano and we would all sing Christmas songs. I think if I tried to do that with my kids there would be plenty of eye rolling! lol
Our holiday tradition is to celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve. We have a big family dinner and then karaoke for the evening. Sometime between 10pm and midnight we start opening presents. We do this so #1 we are not woken up early by the kids and #2 because on Christmas afternoon we have a family birthday party for both my brother-in-law and my nephew who were both born on Christmas.
PS: I love the look of these soaps!!
Well, darn! I’m too late. Anyway, they are lovely. I think I’m going to have to order a bar of Polar Express. That was the movie my hubby and I went to see on our first date. 🙂
I think my favorite Christmas memory is making and decorating sugar cookies with my grandma. I think i usually ate more of the dough then got baked though. Lol. And I always got to lick the frosting bowls clean! 🙂
OOooooooh, pretty! I love those soaps. The texture is absolutely amazing and the scents sound delicious too! =)
Wow! That is a pretty soap!
I have a ton of favorite holiday memories. Most of them involve the kids being little. Christmas is so much more fun with little ones around. The excitement of opening presents on Christmas morning and seeing the wonder in their eyes everytime Santa came was magical.
And then as they got older, they would really try harder to stay up and “catch” santa…so Santa had to get clever as they got older.
My favorite xmas memory/tradition is just sitting on my couch with my two kids and my husband watching xmas movies and just eating dinner, dessert and snacks. We hardly ever get to sit with my husband cause he is in the military and is always away during the holidays! Its Always a blessing to have him sit with us, watch moives and enjoy family time! =D
On December 24th, 2007 @ approx. 8 PM came a knock at my door. My son Denny and daughter in law, Candace were standing there looking rather desperate. Candace was having labor pains with her first child (my 1st grandchild)…so off to the hospital we went. As I watched Candace labor for 12 long hours, I was reminded of the miracle of birth, and the miracle birth of Jesus, my Christ and Saviour. When my 1st grandson, Dezdyn was born, he was a replica of my oldest son! This was the most wonderful Christmas gift that I will ever receive and more than I could have ever wished for.