An Artful Carrie

My boyfriend photographed a series of Carrie soap in various presentations. I liked this one best, as I think it ties in nicely with the narrative of the story.


He and his mother have co-authored a book titled Dirty Water: A Red Sox Mystery and they are in the process of getting advanced reader's copies out to various celebs and folks of interest. One of these folks is Stephen King. There has been some consideration to sending one of the Carrie soaps to Stephen as a thank you if/when he provides a testimonial for the book. Wouldn't that be the awesomest?

This Post is Rated G - For Gruesome

So, I am a big Stephen King fan. I'm a New Englander. We watch the Red Sox. We pahk ah cahs in Hahvid Yahd (Actually, I've never seen Harvard Yard. And I spend a good deal of my time in Cambridge. This weird phrase - disguised as a way to make fun of the way we talk - is completely inaccurate! If we could park in Harvard Yard, I'm sure it would be more than the average person could afford. I'd rather take the subway to Harvard Square - which isn't really a square - and taunt Harvard Yard from a distance.). Yes, we talk funny (My ex-husband's parents, who are from Pennsylvania, couldn't understand a word from Good Will Hunting. This concerned me at the time because I wondered how the hell they would be able to communicate with my family. I don't have this worry any more, for obvious reasons. And my boyfriend of the past 3 years is from New England, so he gets it, as does his family.).

Wow, I've really rambled, haven't I?

Right, Stephen King.

I've been looking for a way to honor him in soap. And I've found it.

Strawberries and cream scented soap with spatters and drips of blood.

Title: Carrie




I am debuting this soap at a Stella Marie spa party on Friday night. Friday the 13th!

(This is a limited edition soap.)

Good news: We accepted the counter-offer on the house! Hello, Providence!