I’m a young woman born unto babes of the ’60s, into the inner city of Los Angeles. Not East enough to be East side, nor West enough to be West side. An impression was left, nevertheless. I was born of an oasis whose magnitude I can’t help but take for granted and whose blessings I reap still. I am eternally grateful. This time, I present to you, HOOD GLORY.
There are many unsavory things about the hood. The realities of the real Rick Ross. The sadness that echoes through neighborhoods whose sacrificial war wealth was devoured by their children as they sought for something soulless: the increasingly temporary satisfaction that crack cocaine and heroine bring. This state echoes across America in pockets of colorless sadness, and the afflicted communities have a certain dreariness about them.
I know this is a little deep for a fragranced body care collection, but, I’m just sharing a bit of how it came to be. I dream of organized vehicles of mass self sufficiency. Or maybe I’ve just inherited the anger of my fore fathers, and in an attempt to soothe myself I create, in hopes that one of my brands will pave the way.
Hood glory, the collection, took alot of succumbing, years of it in fact. Being an organic food eating, label reading, essential oil girl through and through, it took me a while to implement the demands of the market, customers and my sales reps. I eventually turned to fragrances.
Hood Glory offers the long lasting high quality fragrance that people want. That pervasive and sometimes compelling scent adorning the lapels and whiffs of many throughout the neighborhood, you can find here. You can find the best of it done right, at Hood Glory.