Love, told slowly.

Made by hand, with love

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Hi, I'm Tania.

Lovelore began with love, the deepest kind I know: the love I have for my daughter, Jaylene. She's the quiet thread through everything I make. Jaylene loved the color green, the color of things that keep growing. I like to think Lovelore is a little like that.

The soap came later. I have sensitive skin, and one day in the store I turned a bar of soap over and actually read the label. I couldn't pronounce half of it. I put it back on the shelf and thought, what if I just made my own?

I didn't jump in right away. For about six months I watched every soap-making video I could find. I took notes, compared recipes, and probably knew more about lye and oils than anyone should before making a single bar.

When I finally made my first batch, it was a goat's milk soap. To my surprise, it actually turned out well. My son was so excited, more for me than for the soap, I think. He could see I'd found a new adventure. That's the moment I knew I wasn't going to stop.

Not every batch goes the way I hope. One afternoon my sister came to visit, and we decided to film me making soap. We spent so long on the setting, the background, the lighting, every little detail, that I measured wrong. I didn't add enough lye to the oils.

We finished filming, stepped into the kitchen for a bit, and when I came back to check on the mold, there was a layer of oil sitting on top. The soap hadn't set. It was a disaster, and honestly, it made me sad.

But it taught me something I still carry into every batch: soap doesn't care how beautiful the lighting is. It needs your full attention. Now, when I make soap, the camera can wait. It's just me, the recipe, and the care each bar deserves.

After that, I wanted to try everything. The more complicated the recipe, the better. But the more I made, the more I kept coming back to simple: a few good ingredients, made with care. Sometimes the simplest things are the ones that last.

The candles came the same way: store-bought ones sometimes gave me headaches, and I wanted something I could light at the end of a long day and simply breathe.

Today everything I make still starts at home, in small batches, with ingredients I can name and trust. And a little of what I love goes into every piece: the ocean I keep going back to, the gold of a Florida sunset, and the moon I look up at every night, thinking of the people I love.

Lovelore is love for this life, for the people who hold us, and for who we're becoming. Every piece is made with the same care I'd give my own family, because once it's in your home, you're part of the story too.

With love,
Tania

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