Our Story
Once Upon a Bathtub
WHY WE EXIST (OTHER THAN teeny tiny PROFITS)
Oh My Duck began when we walked past a similar store on our travels and found ourselves asking: When did we all get so serious?
Taxes. Deadlines. Extra long WhatsApp voice notes. The quadrillionth meaningless PowerPoint. Life hands out enough grown-up quap (see what we did there?) to last several lifetimes — and somewhere in the noise, most of us quietly misplace the easier, lighter parts of ourselves.
And where better to begin than a place with a name practically begging for a mood lift?
Dullstroom.
Charming? Absolutely.
Picturesque? Always.
Desperately in need of a light thrill? Well … ja. The name pretty much spells it out.
We set up shop with a simple mission: spread joy with absolutely no dignity required.
A flock of ridiculous ducks - each with more personality than some of our exes - turned out to be the perfect antidote to everything that sucks. People walk in frowning and skip out grinning. Not always with a purchase; but always with a lighter heart.
From a small start, word spread. Ducks multiplied.
Entire shelves began looking like a technicolour rebellion against adulthood itself. And that’s the heart of it:
Oh My Duck isn’t really about ducks.
It’s about that inner child — the one who never fully left, just sat quietly waiting for someone to flick the giggle switch again.
We simply opened the (literal) door. And then we just HAD to get to everyone who couldn’t get to us. So whether you’re here to find the perfect gift, adopt a new emotional-support bath buddy, or just steal a smile for the day … welcome.