Made Right. Named Wrong.
The Good Shit
Six-Weeks of Doing Absolutely Nothing
We start with carefully chosen oils and ingredients that make rich, bubbly, skin-loving soap. Because apparently having wildly inappropriate names doesn't mean we can't have standards.
Every Wayward bar is handcrafted with love, cured with patience, and aggressively serenaded while it gets its shit together. Yes, I sing to the soap. Loudly. Usually off-key. The soap doesn’t complain, so I assume it enjoys the attention.
Then our bars sit their asses on a curing rack for about six weeks while air, time, and chemistry do their thing. The result? A harder, longer-lasting bar that's finally ready to get naked with you.
You never know what you’ll discover at Wayward Soap Co.
From luxurious fragrances and irresistible scents to cheeky names and soaps with serious personality, there’s always something new to tempt your senses.
Discover your new favorite scent. Find a soap that makes you laugh. Pick up a little something naughty for yourself—or a gift that will have someone blushing.
Come curious. Leave clean. And maybe a little wayward.
The Wayward Standard


