As a little girl growing up in rural Southwest Arkansas, I loved the smell of the first showers of Spring. The sheets hung to dry and sprinkled by a sudden downpour smelled so fresh and clean. My grandmother would always catch the first rains of May in containers. She called it Maywater. She always rinsed her beautiful gray hair with this fresh clean water.
This memory is captured in my signature Bath. Body. Home. Collection and signature fragrance… MayWater.
Proof… that you really can go home again.
MayWater Moisturizing Hand Soap
