/ 11.01.2015

The Yorkshire Cake…I mean Soap Company!

A little change of pace now from my last few posts, however rest assured the final instalment of the Goa Getaway will be with you by the end of the month. I just had to take a little detour and bring you back to the cold UK to take you, my readers, to the most wonderful shop I have ever stepped into. I was like Alice, at the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party, amazed by what wonders were scattered so perfectly around me at the Yorkshire Soap Company.


I stumbled upon it’s sugar pink walls and dark wood edges last weekend upon an impromptu visit to York. With the Frenchie (Gatsby) on lead we ventured out into the crisp, cold, northern weather with no plans in mind to shop, just to wander but I couldn’t help myself when I arrived here.



Like a child at a sweet shop door or Imedla Marcos outside Christian Louboutin I danced inside to the enchanted little shop. There was soap everywhere, but not as we know it. Not those clinical white bars you find in hotels rooms or the fancier white bars you buy online. No. These were an amazing creation that I’d never seen before, a delectable selection of cake shaped soaps and treats.

After 5 minutes waiting outside for me in the cold, Gatsby & Scott were invited in, because at Yorkshire Soap Company they just love dogs and they would’t let Gatsby stay out in the cold one minute longer! So whilst the Frenchie snorted in delight with the copious amounts of attention, I was free to adventure further down the Rabbit hole.

Upon each polished wood table sat decedent, clear glass cake stands filled with Soap Cakes, each sliced into equal pieces with delicate flowers in each corner, some with fine glitter layers, others with whipped toppings and tiny rose buds, it was like art and almost too beautiful to use, too beautiful to touch. It was the best looking tea party you have ever been invited to!


Next to the cakes were further treats, in the form of flower topped muffins and to the side of the grand table, little shelves of little truffles, each hand crafted to perfection and set in tiny truffle cases and the smells! It was what a soap shop should smell like. Unlike that over powering, stomach churning smell that seeps from every Lush store around the UK, you know the one that instantly reminds you of the time you ate too much chocolate as a child and spent the night groaning listening to your mother saying “I told you so…”. The smell at YSC were soft and clean, not over powering or powdery and each smell was better than the last.


Chose your own bath truffles, such as Strawberry & Poppy Seed, Lavender Fields or Yorkshire Rose.


As well as the beautiful bath truffles and layer cakes that met my eye, there were rough cut bars of soap, wrapped in paper ready to be taken home and used without worry of ruining the beauty of them.

The best part about all of this, is that it’s all made in the UK, in York, in fact just behind the shop itself. Doesn’t that just add to the product? If you want to experience the beauty of Yorkshire Soap Company, I strongly suggest a visit, but make sure you go on pay day, you won’t be able to resit…





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