I’ve had no facial scrub in my bathroom for what seems like forever now. Something about the single-income family which eradicates certain levels of skincare luxury. I hate being without a good scrub. I’m sure there are months of latent skin cells having a party on my epidermis since I’ve let them take over the place. Clearly it’s time to let them know who’s boss.

I decided to try my hand at making my own. I only buy skin care products which are natural and kind to the body so I figured I would try my own variation with things you find in your kitchen. Much to my surprise this experiment turned out better than I had hoped.

With skincare, it’s all about the smell for me. I couldn’t care less how many wrinkles it promises to smooth if it doesn’t pass the great-scent test. This one does. The liquid…