We had the good fortune of connecting with Lia Charisma Hall and we’ve shared our conversation below.
Hi Lia, can you walk us through the thought-process of starting your business?
I finished a fantasy series that had totally wrecked me. I mean, this was an 8 book whopper of a series that I had absolutely devoured because it was so good. Then it ended, and I wasn’t prepared for the heartache that I felt because it was over. I decided to create something that would help me return to that world (albeit, in a different way), and that’s when I decided on candles.
Let’s talk shop? Tell us more about your career, what can you share with our community?
I actually started my career in architectural sales. Architectural sales is cultivating relationships with architects, designers and developers by assisting with finish specifications (i.e. tile, wood, stone, et cetera). I wasn’t on the creative end of the business– I was on the logistical side; It was numbers, square footage, and function for me. I found myself needing some sort of creative outlet, and this is why I started making candles. It took about a year before my hobby couldn’t be called a hobby anymore.
If you had a friend visiting you, what are some of the local spots you’d want to take them around to?
As a new Houstonian, I’m still discovering Houston, and that’s been so fun. Most places are new to me but here are a few that I keep going back to: Davis Street at Hermann Park for the charbroiled oysters. If I need a place to vibe, perhaps Urban Social on a tuesday night for the redlight RnB night. I may have a rendezvous in the museum district because the greenery is just so beautiful there and I love the introspection of looking at art.
Who else deserves some credit and recognition?
This shout out is to my grandmother– Betty Jane. She gave me the money to buy the books at the scholastic book fares in elementary school, and that’s where my love of reading began. She gave me the space to like the “weird” things and to express myself freely. I could like the strange new novel about a boy named Harry Potter who had just discovered he was a wizard. I could spend my days using my imagination and typing up fantasy novels where the main characters had brown skin, like me. She instilled this confidence in me that I don’t think that I could ever repay her for. I have to add that I love my parents, and both my mother and my father gave me room to be expressive but, this one is for my grandmother. And this is for all of the proverbial “weird and geeky” folk who found themselves in the world of fantasy novels.