Entry August 1, 2025

Dear Diary,

It’s August, which apparently means I’m supposed to be organized, focused, and ready to crush goals.

Instead, I alphabetized our soap labels by how dramatic they sound (spoiler: Mooned at Midnight came in strong), spilled arrowroot powder into the printer tray, and then got distracted trying to turn a banana into a phone.

Also: someone made the mistake of handing me the label gun again. Everything in the studio is now tagged “feral but fragrant.” Including the fridge.

I told everyone I was “working on batch planning,” but really I was just taking selfies in the shipping peanuts and debating whether or not to launch a soap line inspired by conspiracy theories. (Scent: citrus + suspicion.)

Anyway, happy August to me. I'm still here, still chaotic, and still too cute to fire.

Sincerely sudsy,
Melinda 🐒🫧💜