Lust in the Dust natural hand wash and bar soap by Outlaw

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"This soap-and the company that makes it-is amazing. The soap smells just like the desert air on a hot day-scents of sage and cedar wood and just the hint of a distant campfire drifting on the wind. Couldn't love it more-and its creating just the mental escape I need each morning, imagining myself in the peace and beauty of that world. And the company is amazingly friendly, and full of fun stories and information and clearly actually *cares* about their customers and are passionate about the products they make. Will definitely be a continuing follower and supporter-thank you, so much, for all the effort you put into making the rest of the world a better, happier, more fun & nicer-smelling place!" - Becky O.


Hey partner, it’s almost 2021! And when the door hits 2020 on it’s dirty old mule butt on the way out, you’re going to want to smell like fresh possibilities and a wide-open blue sky. Right? You at least don’t want to smell like dirty old mule butt. 

Lust in the Dust soap smells like a new frontier. Really! The soaring scents of sagebrush, sandalwood, and campfire expand in your shower to take you to a high desert where the horizon stretches on forever, and there’s not a murder hornet in sight. We swear it. 

Both our handmade and milled versions lather up lovely and keep you smelling good for hours. So put 2020 in the rearview, buy yourself a bar or two of Lust in the Dust, and ready yourself to face a new tomorrow. Hornet-free!

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"I love the smell of Lust In The Dust. Unfortunately, due to the social distancing in place, I haven’t been able to test the scent on the ladies." - Jim R.

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ An old deck of cards, a shot of whiskey and Lust in the Dust
"I was initially intrigued by your company name 'Outlaw Soaps', fancying myself as a female Outlaw of sorts, I moseyed onto your website and was drawn in by the most tempting descriptions teasing the olfactory. 'Lust in the Dust' transformed me back to a day spent in my favorite saloon in the Western high desert. While partaking in a friendly afternoon game of cards with my gang, I recall the saloons swinging doors parted and a shadowy figure of an Outlaw appeared. He carried with him the scent of sagebrush, sandalwood, and campfire. My heart raced in my chest when he approached my table, tipped his hat, and asked if the chair next to mine was taken. We ordered another round of whiskey and proceeded to gamble. Before I knew it, I was lost to the 'Lust in the Dust' Outlaw. After gathering his winnings he kicked back one last shot of Old Crow and headed for the door. Before leaving he turned his gaze back toward me and his lips curled ever slightly as he once again tipped his hat, then he quietly disappeared into the sunset.” - Donna L.

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