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The soaps I sent to my daughter, (Rose clay & Peppermint and Tea Tree & Spearmint) worked wonders. You have to understand, this child of mine was using a pumice stone and alcohol to treat her problems! Needless to say I was horrified when she told me this. She said she didn't have the time for a lot of fancy products. No problem, I said to her, I know just what you need. So I got on line (thank-you for your help by the way) to you and sent her the beautiful soaps you have and she loves them,and it doesn't take up a lot of her time to look wonderful. She was very pleased to know they have no harsh chemicals and no artificial coloring she is in to the natural things as we all are.So once again you saved the day and a mother's anguish over what she was doing to her face. Thanks for going into this business. By doing this you have helped a lot of women to realise they don't have to be cruel to there skin to make it beautiful. As always I will return.

Got your wonderful soaps today. Just in time! The check went out to you all 2 days ago. I included an extra 25.00 dollars so you would send a gift package for my eldest daughter's birthday. She suffers from very dry hurting skin. Please include one of your big olive oil facial soaps and any other magic soaps for very dry skin.

Well, it happened about 1 1/2 years ago. I severely burned myself with boiling water in an attempt to kill some fire ants. I found an ant bed that continued on and on under the brick border I had put around my flower bed. Anger took over intellilgence and I boiled the largest deep "low country boil" pot I owned to kill all those vicious ants. With rolling boililng water I carefully carried the the pot to where the ants were, to only trip on one of the bricks I had moved. I fell on top of the pot on top of the huge ant bed. I rode the pot like a sled burning my chest until I let go putting my hands down into the accumulated water. My left hand collapsed the ant bed with my weight and the hot water, so it sank in boiling mud. My right hand hit boiling water too but on solid ground. I crawled out with my right hand screaming for my husband's help. He came running but when he saw me on my knees screaming, he froze. I looked like my arms were melting off - big sheets of skin were hanging off from me as I waved my arms in circles trying to cool them. He finally helped me stand by pulling me up by my arm pits. I still screamed, stuck my hands in cool water. My chest, stomach and both arms were burnt. My left hand had 3- degree burns, my chest 2 degree burns and my right arm 1 degree burns. By the time I made it to the emergency room my left hand fingers looked like burnt bacon and the pain so severe that I did not realize how severely burned I was elsewhere. Morphine stopped my consciousness.
     I woke up 5 days later smelling bacon.  The nurse said it was my "pig skin" bandages. I was in the Burn Center in Augusta, Georgia, a miraculous place with excellent doctors and professional caring nurses. As my skin healed underneath pigskin bandages, the pigskin would curl up and a nurse would clip off the hardened dried bandage to reveal new healthy skin. What a miracle. My skin came back as before except for my left arm and hand. That took the longest to heal. When the bandages came off there, my arm and hand were smooth, soft and subtle - but dark, with tiny diamond shaped puckers that you couldn't really feel, but you could see. I asked my doctor what that was, and he said, "Pig skin." So I asked him what pig skin really was, and he said, "The skin of a pig. We have found that works better than anything else in restoring your own skin's ability to regenerate itself. Your left hand and arm absorbed the pig skin because it was the most severely burned. We did not graft cadaver skin onto you, only pig skin." Great, I really was wearing bacon!
   Oh, but vanity thy name is woman. After a few months this feeling of gratitude slowly changed to annoyance. My arm and hand filled out where the divets were and the swelling disapeared, but that deep brown color made me look like I was wearing a glove.  I slathered lotion 3 times a day and tons of sun-screen, but my dark arm stayed dark.
    As always when I go through a crisis I throw myself into my work and visit family. Family is the best healing power of all. In August 2007, I visited family in Austin, Texas. Austin is a beautiful energizing green city. While there, my relatives introduced me to Tamarinda - 100% all natural glycerin soaps. One lovely bar was called Ocean, another part of nature I cherish, so I bought it. It smelled just like a clean ocean breeze and so pretty. Well, it felt good. That was all I expected. But something happened after a week of using it. My left hand was lighter! Those diamond shaped "pig skin" remnants were going away from my fingers! Just when I began to talk myself into accepting my ugly left hand Providence brings me to Tamarinda. My own skin is coming back! This company is truthful when it says all natural. And it works! My skin all over is softer, more subptle, and healthy looking.
The effect lasts. No harsh anything is in these soaps. Today my new left fingers look just like my right hand fingers. I can wear my jewelry again without feeling self conscious. Now I can see the top of my left hand is also going though this transformation. And your Olive-oil facial soap I use on my face, I also have the hand soap on my sink.
I will take my discovery of Tamarinda to my doctor in the Burn Centerin Augusta, as well as my allergist in Savannah, Ga. There is nothing better than quality natural ingredients to help the human body heal- and at such a reasonable price! Thank you, Tamarinda for giving me back my entire self. Thank you for your honesty in advertising and producing your quality product at a price a teacher can afford. Thank you, God, for letting me find Tamarinda. LZ

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