FAQ
Why Should I buy anything from you?
Our main goal is to make sure that you get the quality that you deserve. We strive to provide humorous and quality products to ensure that you get your proper dose of some Southern Soul Healing.
How long does it take to get my items?
Currently, orders are completed same day, as long as received prior to 5:00pm EST. Orders are mailed out the next business day.
My shirt doesn’t fit. Now what?
As long as it’s not a custom item and hasn’t been mamed by a savage animal, send it back. We want you to be able to comfortably rock our gear.
Your products don't match my style. Now What?
No worries. Send us over an email: Southernsoulhealing@gmail.com, and let us customize something that is exactly what you're looking for.
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Prayed Up & Southern Strong: Faith-Based Encour...
When life gets heavy—and Lord knows it does—it’s faith that keeps us steady. Around here, we call that being prayed up and Southern strong. It’s that unshakable mix of...
Prayed Up & Southern Strong: Faith-Based Encour...
When life gets heavy—and Lord knows it does—it’s faith that keeps us steady. Around here, we call that being prayed up and Southern strong. It’s that unshakable mix of...
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Monograms, Manners, and Mental Health: A Modern...
Down South, we’re known for sweet tea, good manners, and monograms on just about everything we own. But beneath the charm and tradition, modern Southerners—especially women—are learning that grace isn’t...
Monograms, Manners, and Mental Health: A Modern...
Down South, we’re known for sweet tea, good manners, and monograms on just about everything we own. But beneath the charm and tradition, modern Southerners—especially women—are learning that grace isn’t...
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The Sacred Art of Potluck: Community, Casserole...
Down Here, “Y’all Come Eat” is a Love Language If you grew up in the South, you know the smell of a potluck before you even walk through the church...
The Sacred Art of Potluck: Community, Casserole...
Down Here, “Y’all Come Eat” is a Love Language If you grew up in the South, you know the smell of a potluck before you even walk through the church...