Laureato v. (Abbate y La Mantia) lemon, saffron, light wood & florals, bay laurel
The label depicts the Emperor Napoleon dressed in state robes circa 1799. He's crowned with a laurel wreath, hence the name of this soap, Laureato. Saffron pistils nearly obscure his face. Only his two dull eyes peer out from the golden blanket. It's a little creepy. I must be missing some sort of pun. There's nothing not to love, though, about what's inside the tin. The soap's bright lemon-laurel fragrance, grounded with a considerable pinch of saffron, will take you to the citrus gardens of Tuscany. It makes a light vegetable lather that offers ample cushion and slip. And the finish is unexpectedly rich considering there's no Shea butter, lanolin, or glycerin in the mix. In fact, the only humectant is propylene glycol (a cousin to the antifreeze in your car). It soaks up water and holds it for a long time, making this soap ideal for a hot and humid day like today when a balm or even a splash may be too much.
The label depicts the Emperor Napoleon dressed in state robes circa 1799. He's crowned with a laurel wreath, hence the name of this soap, Laureato. Saffron pistils nearly obscure his face. Only his two dull eyes peer out from the golden blanket. It's a little creepy. I must be missing some sort of pun. There's nothing not to love, though, about what's inside the tin. The soap's bright lemon-laurel fragrance, grounded with a considerable pinch of saffron, will take you to the citrus gardens of Tuscany. It makes a light vegetable lather that offers ample cushion and slip. And the finish is unexpectedly rich considering there's no Shea butter, lanolin, or glycerin in the mix. In fact, the only humectant is propylene glycol (a cousin to the antifreeze in your car). It soaks up water and holds it for a long time, making this soap ideal for a hot and humid day like today when a balm or even a splash may be too much.