Looks like Lush is opening a store in San Francisco.
And, just in the nick of time.
In November, I posted about my habit of hoarding hotel freebies. The day before yesterday, after visiting an Aveda store in San Francisco, I decided to check on my own travel-sized collection (I keep them in a basked in our bedroom). What I found was quite distressing: One of the shampoo bottles had leaked and three Aveda bars were wet and nearly ruined. The highlight of my collection, a partially sliced bar of Lush soap kept in a plastic baggy was in good shape, however. Though, I would have to say it seems to have lost some of its olfactory potency.
I unwrapped the three damp Aveda bars and moved them into our bathroom. At this point, I began to question (yet again) my decision to "save" items that are destined to be consumed. I wondered whether or not the Lush soap really belonged in a baggy and if I was depriving it of a natural existence.
These are the tough questions I ask myself each day.
Hopefully, with the opening of Lush SF, these nagging questions will cease.



You question about validating the natural exsitence of soap falls right in line with a book I just finished, "Skinny Legs and All" by Tom Robbins. Several of the main characters in the book were indeed inanimate objects, a can of beans, a spoon and a dirty sock. The spoon in particular quivered with delight when used. She loved the feeling of jello especially.
So you might discuss with the bar of soap how it feels, it may crave the splash of the water and the zest of cleaning ones body.
Posted by: Sydney | August 07, 2002 at 06:50 AM
Hot damn! Thank you for providing an answer to an age-old (5 years) question: Where the hell did that Pineapple Grunt come from?!?! (Guess it didn't bug me too much not knowing, 'cause Google would have found it in no time.) Anyway, now I've got foamy grunting pineapples (and more!) winging my way, all thanks to you.
Posted by: Roscoe | August 07, 2002 at 10:24 AM
Me and a friend were walking past our local Lush the other week, and she said: what if there's a flood? The whole place would just fill with a huge mass of foam, pouring out onto the street. Someone needs to go in there with a firehose just to see what would happen.
Posted by: Caitlin | August 07, 2002 at 11:02 AM
When I was a kid my dad always used to bring home hotel and conference freebies. Everything from tiny model Model-T Fords to tennis balls and Hilton Towels. ( I'm guessing the towels weren't really freebies though )
I still miss the yummy smelly eau d' toilette soaps.
I also miss the different packaging- it always seemed so refined and high class to the 14 year old me.
Posted by: Andrea | August 09, 2002 at 07:01 AM
I think you should quit hoarding and start using. I recently found some writing paper I hoarded away as a child, it's now all faded and crinkled. I wish I had used it then, when I loved it so much.
Besides, smelly things become less smelly over time and less enjoyable when you do use them. Get out that Lush soap and rub-a-dub-dub right now.
Posted by: Isabelle | August 11, 2002 at 10:55 PM
I walked past 2 different local Lush stores yesterday and I'm feeling an incurable itch to buy some of that fresh refrigerated face mask. I also had a bottle of moisturizer from H2O+ that I got for my 14th birthday, I only decided to USE it a couple of months ago. (I'm 24 now heh)
Posted by: Patty | August 12, 2002 at 09:49 AM
lush rocks. i recently had the opportunity to bathe with lush bath bombs, daily, for about eight days. it was lovely. i may have to move to san francisco so i can have easy access. i may have to work in the store so i can get a discount! i may have to pledge my life to the quest for more peppermint foot cream! lush! lush! lush!
Posted by: portia | August 12, 2002 at 09:44 PM
As a fellow hoarder, I can relate. Particularly when it comes to bath products. I'd like to confer with others who suffer from this affliction, and get to the root of what causes us to engage in this cluttery, dusty, and often costly habit. I couldn't _possibly_ use all these lotions, soaps, and perfumes at once--I probably won't even use them before they expire, or before I tire of them. But still, at the drug store, the department store, the organic foods store, and now (shudder) online, I can't...stop...hoarding...
Posted by: helena | August 12, 2002 at 10:49 PM
where? when? i adore lush. i pay exorbitant shipping prices on lushcanada.com to have their products rushed to my door. i fly to canada to buy their products. i usually don't gush but i do love lush.
Posted by: leanne | August 13, 2002 at 09:11 PM
another lush junkie. i'd heard that lush was opening a shop in SF (only 50 miles away!!!) in the vagely-defined near future, but no other details ... i was doing a google search to try to find out more and landed on your page! does anyone have more info? when? where in sf? (please somewhere with parking nearby!!) is it all just a cruel rumor? i've been doing their mail order from canada (contraband!) for years and recently was able to visit a shop in New Zealand and buy some of the 'fresh' products - absolute decadence.
Posted by: heather | August 14, 2002 at 09:50 PM
I was in one of the Toronto Lush stores last weekend (this is a big deal, since I live in Texas, a dry and Lushless land). I was looking at their bar shampoos before I bought some soap for a friend, and I actually happened to ask one of the clerks whether the shampoo would melt in the shower.
She said the best bet is to put the bars somewhere in the shower where they won't get wet, and to keep them in one of those draining dishes. If that's not an option, she recommended taking the soap out of the shower. So those are alternatives to forcing your soap to live out its life in a baggie, but I think your instincts are right. Your Lush soap will live a longer, happier, more pampered life in a plastic bag than if they're forced to endure showers more than once a day.
Posted by: Rachel | August 29, 2002 at 11:47 AM
I keep lush in the fridge when not being used. Deters children from using it and husband and seems to keep. As to 'keeping things'. Recently read where a woman died after 35 years marriage and her husband had to get rid of, and feel sad about, boxes and boxes of things from night wear, perfume, soaps, glasses and dinnerwear that she was keeping for 'that special occasion'. That special occasion is NOW.
Posted by: gypsey | November 30, 2002 at 02:35 PM