Soaps Spoke Up: We're Not Flowerpots!

Once, we were the stars of the bathrooms… then we were relegated to the drawer.

It's not easy being a soap. Especially if you're a natural, carefully crafted soap with an intoxicating scent…

Sometimes you're so beloved that people "can't bring themselves" to use you.

(I know this from NOI… beauty can be a burden.)

But then the day comes, and a rustle is heard from the dark corner of the drawer:

"I'm here… I still smell wonderful!"

And so, those silent soaps finally decided to speak…

 

Lavender soap:

 

My journey, which began in a stylish bowl in the bathroom,

was plunged into a dim darkness after the phrase,

"Oh, this is so beautiful, I can't bear to use it."

I've been in a drawer ever since.

Every time it opens, I hopefully let out my scent, but I still can't get lathered up.

 

Coffee soap:

 

They made me a guest soap.

They said, "Let's only bring it out on special occasions."

Two holidays have passed, and no guest's hand has touched my lather.

I'm not a potted plant! Use meeeee…

Olive oil soap:

 

I actually wanted to be an everyday hero.

Simple but effective.

But they put me in the nostalgia corner, saying, "It smells like grandma's house."

I'm still here. And I'm still nature itself.

Remember… soaps don't age.

That aromatic touch is still there.

Open the drawer, lift the lid,

Mend your relationship with those soaps.

NOI is with you for exactly this reason.

To remind, to make the forgotten visible,

and to gently mend the bond between you and your soaps…

Listen to them…

Don't you hear them saying, “Come on, use us alreadyyyyy!”

İlke TAŞKARA