Charm School Soap is a blend of two fragrances, one of which was so hard to sell due to its cloying, overwhelming smell. But I had hope for it. With notes of black currant and nougat, I knew it could be better if it had something to tone it down. It was my own personal soap version of Pygmalion (or My Fair Lady... for the non-lit nerds). Finally I found the cure, a soft blend of cotton blossom tamed this *nasty* lady and now you have one of my favorite soaps! In essence, she had to go to charm school.
But don’t be fooled by her demur appearance, well-bred ladies still talk shit! They just say “Bless your heart!” instead of “You stupid hoe!”
SHORTIES: These were cut too thin and don’t weigh the correct amount! My mistake, your gain!