To some, it’s literally just soap – but to beauty editor Lucy Partington, it’s become something of an obsession. I don’t know what it is. I can’t put my finger on why I just really love it.

Lately, the interesting patterns, colours and immaculate quality of soap bars has convinced me to return to the grandma favourites instead of the fancy plastic bottles filled with liquid soaps.

I acquire fresh flowers weekly (though often from the grocery store), I don’t wait for special occasions to burn expensive candles, and my hand soap smells like it came from a fancy hotel.