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Abundant with enriching butters and oils, Altai Parenie cleansing soap bar is apt for all skin types. Distilled with Eucalyptus and Birch, this cleansing soap bar brings the parenie to you, holding the elemental staples of Banya at its core. All skin types: face, hands and body. Key Ingredients: Birch Juice, Nettle Leaf and Root, Horsetail Plant, Lavender, Comfrey Leaf, Marshmallow Root, Birch Leaf, Ziziphora, Plantain Leaf, Eucalyptus.
sodium olivate (olive oil)*, sodium cocoate (coconut oil)*, sodium shea butterate (shea butter)*, betula alba juice, glycerin°, sodium sweet almondate (sweet almond oil)*, sodium castorate (castor oil)*, sodium cocoa butterate (cocoa butter)*, lavandula angustifolia flower (lavender) oil, eucalyptus globulus leaf oil, rosmarinus officinalis (rosemary) leaf extract, helianthus annuus (sunflower) seed oil, urtica dioica (nettle) leaf extract, equisetum arvense (horsetail) extract, arctium lappa (burdock) root extract, spiraea ulmaria (meadowsweet) extract, ziziphora clinopodioides leaf extract, betula alba (birch) leaf extract, plantago major (plantain) leaf extract, achillea millefolium (yarrow) extract, symphytum officinale (comfrey) leaf extract, epilobium angustifolium (fireweed) extract, althaea officinalis (marshmallow) root extract, geraniol^, linalol^, limonene^. *naturally saponified organic plant oils °naturally produced during saponification ^naturally occurring in essential oils
RITUALS FROM THE BANYA
The story of Herbowski is truly a fable from the Banya; a lifetime held in the familiar and familial rituals found common to too few and obscure to too many. The idyllic liquor of pastoral makings, composed by a lifetime formed between the arcadian and the attentive. Here, struck by the fire and ice whose perennial past shares the same clay as the Taiga, the Banya and every berry bud in between. A liturgy backed by a family homed through the changing of seasons, where the beehives whose buzz composed the soundtrack behind a kindred dusty sun lay resting within the garden's herbs. The evening slumbered between the Dacha’s creaks. Steaming and steeped, the tea sits content. As do we.
