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Because for as long as I can remember, I've been in a love affair
with all things vintage.
Gilded Olive Apothecary Over The Moon

 Images on old post-cards. Dried roses put to rest forever, between the pages of an old book.
Antique tea cups and yellowed love notes written in ink. These things.

And I've always been especially sweet on the era that was
The Roaring 20’s. It was a remarkable time.

The First World War was over and the economy was thriving. The country was in the mood for a great celebration, and celebrate they did. The striking beauty of Art Deco design began to appear in architecture, jewelry, and home decor. In the big city’s, people dressed to impress. 

                                     
Women won the right to vote, and the new 'Flapper Girl' rejected earlier puritan fashions and morals that had been popular for a very long time. Challenging social norms, they reinvented themselves in new and daring ways, and finished with all the best stories to tell.

Judged wild and disgraceful by the older generation, when most declined a new experience,
the Flapper Girl said yes.

Gilded Olive Apothecary is my ode to her, and the spirit and style
born out of that short decade in time.

Gilded Olive Manifesto

 A love of Family, Long Island & Legacy

My grandmother, Anna, was born on Long Island, New York in 1918. It was a time of great change for women.

Over warm tea and toast she shared her stories of growing up. Her chores included feeding the chickens and collecting bones from the butcher for soup. And I loved learning about my grandmothers own mother, Bobbie, who made 'Brown Soap' in their tiny kitchen.

Grandma's No Waste Kitchen Brown Soap

Bobbie's homemade soap was a harsh concoction, made of rendered animal fats and lye-water,
chopped into rough blocks. This soap was essential, and they used it for everything from scrubbing clothes, to washing little faces. 

My grandmother, Anna, started collecting her own factory-made soaps. She did this well into her later years. I remember them, lined up neatly on her bedroom dresser.  It was a simple prize in a pretty package, and it drew me in every time.

I enjoy working with my hands, and in 2003, I became a Licensed Massage therapist. Touching lot's of skin everyday, I'm always interested in its care.

Always an object of my affection, I learned how to make my own soap in 2011. They're made in the traditional cold-process method, and cured (dried) for a full month. Unlike my great-grandmothers lard soap, my own soap is made with a large portion of olive oil, and formulated to be mild.

My carefully developed recipes are palm-oil free, triple-butter formula that will leave your skin clean and softly conditioned.

I never use animal products, only plant oils and butters. I find a mix of pure essential oils & phthalate-free fragrance oils create the best smelling bath and body products possible. It makes me so happy to share them with you.

I deeply appreciate the labor of love that is anything handmade.
I believe that useful items you make with good intention, carry with them an energy of positivity. I want to begin and end my days, with these lovely things.

Thank you for stopping by, I hope you find something here that makes you smile.

                                                                                        
“Cut off all your hair
Did you flinch, did you care?
Did he look, did he stop and stare
At your brand new hair?



Flapper girl, flapper girl

Prohibition in curls
Hair of gold and neck of curls
It’s flapper girl.”

Flapper Girl -
The Lumineers 2012

Flapper Girl

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