Song of Syria

With a scent that smells like ancient campfires, the Song of Syria soap carries the sense of desert nights filled with adventure. Based upon the legendary soap from Aleppo, our Song of Syria bar is made from the same amazing oils. 

And just like the ancient Aleppo soap, the Song of Syria features a delicate and creamy lather that feels soft and luxurious on your skin. 

This soap classic isn't for everyone. Its subtly smokey laurel berry scent is loved by some and disliked by others.  But if you enjoy the slight whiff of smoke on your clothes after an evening by the campfire, this is the bar for you.

There's a reason that laurel berry soap was been prized for more than 1400 years. 

Try the Song of Syria and you'll experience the legendary luxury of the one of the world's oldest and most cherished soaps. 

Weight:  6.0 ounces  / 170 grams

Ingredients

Olive oil, laurel berry oil, sodium hydroxide, sea salt, water

History

Lady Jane, a Syrian legend

She was, they said, a scandalous woman.  But rarely was there a better lived one than Jane Digby Ellenborough Venningen Theotoky el Mezrab.  

Born into the upper crust of early 1800s English society as Jane Digby, she had married young at 17 and married well to a Lord Ellenborough.  But shockingly, she left Lord Ellenborough at the age of 21 to pursue an affair with a cataloger at the British Museum and afterwards began an affair with her cousin.

She then became a mistress to a German prince that she followed to Paris, then mistress to a duke and then mistress to King Ludwig of Bavaria. She married two more times, had three illegitimate children, and accomplished all of this before the age of 35.

In the years after that she would have another affair with another king (the son of the first one) followed by an affair with a Greek general. She would be 46 when she met the truly great love of her life, a man who was 20 years her junior.

He was a Bedouin sheikh named Abdul Medjuel el Mezrab.  He pursued her until she agreed to marry him. She said she would marry him but only on the condition that he give up his harem and with the agreement that they would renew their marriage every three years, but only if they were truly happy. 

And they were happy.

Throughout their long marriage, they lived a European-style life in Damascus during part of the year and the other part they lived as Bedouin, a lifestyle Jane adored.

After many years of what was then considered a dissolute life, she returned to visit her family in England. After all of her decades in the desert sun and her life of wild ways, they expected her face and skin to be dark, tan, lined, and aged.  They were surprised to see no sign of what they viewed as a life of dissipation on Jane's face.  Her skin was fresh and as dewy as always and her teeth were white as pearls.

(Perhaps it was the soap she used, the soap from nearby Aleppo.) 

Jane returned to her home in Syria, and eventually died as she had lived.  Loved fiercely by her sheikh husband and the people of Syria, she spent the rest of her years enjoying a life that was rich in love and adventure.