M. Tom started as a dream. It was October and the nights were getting chilly. An autumnal moon hung overhead and every night as I went to sleep I’d stare at it, imagining the moon itself had a face that was looking back down at me. On one night the smell of crisp leaves and something I couldn’t put my finger on wafted through my window as the moon carried me into a a twilight dream world. In the dream I had joined the moon in space and looked down at a peacefully sleeping earth. Upon waking, I could not get the memory of the smell that had carried me into this dream world out of my head. I knew I had to recreate it somehow. And so, M. Tom Soaps was born.