Jennasis isn’t just a hair and skin care brand. It’s my life, my heart, my story poured into glass.

For over 20 years, I’ve lived inside survival mode. Severe health battles. Six comas. A triple organ transplant. More hospital nights than I can count. Moments where my body gave out before my spirit was ready to. Moments where I was hanging on by a thread, trying not to completely unravel.

And somehow, what kept pulling me back was the mirror.

Not because I loved what I saw. But because it became a place of care. A place where I could choose myself, even for a few minutes. A little face oil. A homemade sugar scrub. Worship music in the background. A Pinterest recipe found at 2 a.m. when sleep wouldn’t come. Those moments weren’t vanity. They were survival. They were grounding. They reminded me I was still here.

That’s where Jennasis was born.

Not in a lab. Not in a boardroom. But in the ugliest, hardest seasons of my life, when I decided to create something beautiful anyway. Jennasis is made from memory, instinct, desperation, faith, and love. Every product carries a piece of my story and the people who helped carry me.

Long before I ever knew I’d create a brand, I was absorbing everything. As a kid, I sat with friends from different cultures, braiding hair, trading tips, learning what oils their families used, what worked, what didn’t, what was passed down. At the time, it felt like bonding. Looking back, it was education. Those tiny moments stuck with me. They shaped my hands. They shaped my intuition. And now, they live inside every formula I make.

And let’s be honest. For years, even when my body felt broken, I learned that if I looked good, I felt stronger. Jennasis is not just about healing hair or skin. It’s about helping you feel whole again. Because confidence is medicine too. Rebirth always starts at the root.

This brand is a reflection of how my mind works. My love for cooking led to my first hair oil. I infused it the same way I’d infuse olive oil in the kitchen. Slow. Intentional. Trusting my senses. I used carrier oils I already had, added rosemary because I knew its benefits, and committed to what I now call my “8 hour balanced boil.” It was meticulous. A little obsessive. Fueled by desperation and hope. I needed a distraction. I needed a solution. And it worked. Better than anything I had ever used.

That’s when I realized something important. I wasn’t just creating products. I was solving problems I knew deeply. The best brands are built that way.

Jennasis is me. My story wrapped in oil and sealed in glass.

It’s the love of my big brother Jon, who doesn’t even know how many times he pulled me out of the dark. Encouraging me. Challenging me. Quietly planting the first seeds of my entrepreneurial spirit. It’s my mom, one of the most naturally gifted creatives I know. She taught me grit, perseverance, and artistry without ever needing to explain it. That energy is in every jar. These seeds mattered. So did everyone else who supported me in big ways and small ones.

Jennasis is also my journey as a mother. Learning how to properly care for my beautiful biracial son’s hair and skin. Researching. Testing. Making sure he had what he needed because no one was going to love him harder than I would. Inclusivity wasn’t a marketing decision for me. It was personal. It was necessary.

It’s the days I was broke, sick, and still building. The hours spent in hospital beds researching ingredients, reading studies, watching videos, learning formulation, not just to survive, but to create in the middle of chaos. Jennasis exists because I refused to waste my pain.

This brand is rebirth. Healing. Love. Science and soul. Grace layered on top of grit. A mirror moment and a prayer. The past honored and the future claimed.

This is me.
This is Jennasis.