How I Got Into Making Soap
There’s something truly magical about creating something with your own hands, especially when it’s both beautiful and practical. My journey into soapmaking began as a curious experiment, but it quickly turned into a passion that’s transformed my life in ways I never expected.
It all started a few years ago when the soap Cheryl was purchasing was getting more difficult to get. I began using that soap as well and fell in love with the way they made my skin feel—so much softer and cleaner than anything I’d used before. But more than that, I was fascinated by the idea that someone had made them from scratch.
Being the kind of person who loves a creative challenge and a self-proclaimed science nerd I began researching how soap is made. I’ll admit, the process seemed a little intimidating at first. Words like “saponification” and “lye” made it sound more like a chemistry experiment than a craft project. But the more I read, the more I was intrigued. I decided to give it a try. Again, science nerd. I also saw that this was like cooking with recipes to follow, to enhance, to create. Cooking food is my love language. This seemed like a match made in heaven!
My first batch was far from perfect. I remember standing in my kitchen with goggles and gloves, carefully measuring ingredients and hoping I wouldn’t end up with a soapy disaster. The end result was a humble batch of lumpy bars that were a bit too fragrant and slightly uneven. But they were mine. I had created them with my own hands, and there was something incredibly satisfying about that.
I was hooked. Soapmaking became a creative outlet for me—a way to combine art and science. I started experimenting with different oils, natural additives, and essential oils. I played with colors and patterns, learning new techniques and pushing my limits. With every batch, I got better and more confident.
What started as a hobby quickly grew into something more. Friends and family began asking for my soaps, and their enthusiasm inspired me to share my creations more widely. Before I knew it, I felt brave enough to sell at a Maker's Markets. I didn't die of embarrassment, I received positive feedback, and the day felt successful (though I look back and see how woefully underprepared I was!)
One of the things I love most about soapmaking is its versatility. I can craft a bar tailored to a specific skin type, incorporate ingredients with healing properties, or design something that’s simply beautiful to look at. There’s always something new to learn or try, and that’s what keeps me coming back to my soap pots.
Looking back, I’m so grateful I took that leap and made my first batch of soap. It’s not just about the bars themselves—it’s about the joy of creation, the satisfaction of learning a new skill, and the connections I’ve made along the way.
PS: The second batch of soap I ever made was the bar to replace the one Cheryl could no longer get. I named it "Love Letter" and she still uses it to this day.
Debbie 💚