After many days of hard work, a terrifying run-in with Grismelda, and countless hours spent sweating over a dozen buckets of lye soap… Soapies was *finally* ready to open. Kelley and Theodora decided that there would be a grand-opening the following day and spent the evening before in anxious anticipation. The soap was so beautiful and smelled so very yummy… this was sure to be a success!
Kelley trembled in nervous delight as she and Theodora prepared to open the shop. The sun shone in a brilliant blue sky and there was the slightest warm breeze winding its way through town as the girls opened the door, unfurled the awning, and set out a table covered with bright fabric-wrapped bars of delicately-scented soap. Perfect! They were ready! With a few hundred bars of soap in several different scents, the entire shop was one bright spot that shone out in the dreary town.
There were a few peeps wandering around town and they slowly made their way over to Soapies. In a town where cleanliness was nowhere to be found, this shop was something of an enigma. Soap for sale? Soap was something that women made out of water filtered through burnt wood and different animal fats rendered from the weekly butcher days. Needless to say, that soap did little to help with personal stench issues.
The women were the first to realize the importance of Kelley’s soaps. They smelled so nice and lathered up with thick, rich bubbles. Using a tin washbasin set on the table outside the shop, Theodora graciously walked each new customer through the basic steps of washing their hands with the different bars of soap. It wasn’t long before the shop was completely overrun with dozens of excited women who eagerly grabbed and purchased every single bar of soap in the shop. A few men attempted to wander in but were quickly shoved right back out by the frenzied women. Within a few hours, there remained not a single item for sale – everything was gone!
This was a success far beyond that which Kelley and Theodora ever dreamt was possible. They assumed that it would take a few days, if not weeks, to get the women of the town interested in spending their hard-earned pennies on something that would be considered a frivolity. These were not wealthy folks by any stretch of the imagination, but in a time when life was filled with hard work and heartache, sometimes a bit of frivolity was necessary to get through the long and trying days.
As the women walked away from Soapies there was something they all had in common – with a quick glance to make sure they were not being watched, they would furtively huff at each of their soaps, no doubt experiencing a momentary scent-high with each hit. Don’t judge these women.. we all know that everyone huffs their soap bars. How can you avoid doing so when it smells totally fantastic?! And this was the first time any of these poor women had ever experienced a scented anything.