What soap/cream did you use today?

West Indies by Tallow + Steel

Mike's Wild Honeysuckle

Houbigant Fougère Royale shaving soap (vintage). It has lost all of its scent, so I'm tempted to just throw it out.

Grooming Dept Cedarwood

Pareidolia is seeing faces or patterns in things where the face or pattern is really not there. Examples would be the “Sleeping Giant” north of Helena MT or Beaverhead Rock south of Dillon MT that if you know what a beaver in the water looks like really does look like a beaver.  


I don’t rightly know what Douglas had in mind when he named this wonderful soap Pareidolia but it sure is nice.  Sandalwood is the star and you know me, sandalwood junkie.  PAA was the first place that taught me veg could equal, or even best tallow as a soap fat.  The soap is white as snow. Easy to load and lather.  Post is awesome.  And why does an Idaho fella post Montana pictures? My bride is from Helena and we still have a place in the hills nearby and I used to farm in Dillon and went by the Beaverhead often.

Niiiiice stuff

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Pareidolia is seeing faces or patterns in things where the face or pattern is really not there. Examples would be the “Sleeping Giant” north of Helena MT or Beaverhead Rock south of Dillon MT that if you know what a beaver in the water looks like really does look like a beaver.  


I don’t rightly know what Douglas had in mind when he named this wonderful soap Pareidolia but it sure is nice.  Sandalwood is the star and you know me, sandalwood junkie.  PAA was the first place that taught me veg could equal, or even best tallow as a soap fat.  The soap is white as snow. Easy to load and lather.  Post is awesome.  And why does an Idaho fella post Montana pictures? My bride is from Helena and we still have a place in the hills nearby and I used to farm in Dillon and went by the Beaverhead often.

Lip, I spent 3 months of my young life one summer in Dillon - on the campus of Western Montana State.... Very fond memories - we were field mapping [geology summer camp]. Friday nights were spent drinking lots of beer in the local saloon, and losing money at the pool tables. I distinctly remember losing money to a cowgirl who had a tin of copenhagen in her back pocket, pony trails, stetson, and biceps that would make most men envious. Yes, where men are men, and sheep run scared. There was a diner in the saloon we had breakfast in after having our wallets emptied by the locals. Good people, no trouble - and Ranier beer was consumed in humongous amounts. Great fly fishing as well. Dang I miss those days.

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you’re killing me; need move to Mountain West

Pareidolia is seeing faces or patterns in things where the face or pattern is really not there. Examples would be the “Sleeping Giant” north of Helena MT or Beaverhead Rock south of Dillon MT that if you know what a beaver in the water looks like really does look like a beaver.  


I don’t rightly know what Douglas had in mind when he named this wonderful soap Pareidolia but it sure is nice.  Sandalwood is the star and you know me, sandalwood junkie.  PAA was the first place that taught me veg could equal, or even best tallow as a soap fat.  The soap is white as snow. Easy to load and lather.  Post is awesome.  And why does an Idaho fella post Montana pictures? My bride is from Helena and we still have a place in the hills nearby and I used to farm in Dillon and went by the Beaverhead often.

Lipripper660, I was puzzling over this soap just yesterday wondering was a pareidolia was. Thanks for the explanation. And thanks for your note on the quality of the soap. I'm thinking I may have to dip my brush into a few more Phoenix Shaving tubs. As for Montana, I've never made it, but I think I should go soon, not for the obvious reason of planting a crop of dental floss, but rather to visit Butte. The city attracts me for two important reasons: first, it's the setting for Dashiell Hammett's blood-soaked Red Harvest, one of my favorite reads of last year; and second (and more importantly really), it's the birthplace of Evil Knievel, still the greatest bus jumper there ever was.