Oi, You Beautiful Fuckers 👋

I’m Sal – founder, creator, and unhinged gobshite behind Rebellious Rocks – the place where sparkly shit meets swearing, sass, and a bit of woo-woo magic.

👑 Who the Fuck Am I?

I’m a tattooed, tea-loving, crystal-hoarding mum of two from Rotherham, South Yorkshire. I work part-time in Mental Health for the NHS (shout out to all my fellow under-caffeinated legends), and I run this little chaotic crystal empire in the evenings and on days off – usually in PJs, surrounded by snacks, crystals, and mild existential dread.

I’m big on Harry Potter, Alice in Wonderland, mindfulness, yoga, and books that make you question reality. Basically, I’m a magical goblin with a soft heart and a potty mouth.

⚡ The Rebellious Rocks Shitshow Begins:

I’ve been obsessed with crystals since forever. I’ve got more rocks than sense, and wanted to create something that was relatable. It’s not all love and fucking light.

Rebellious Rocks is MY take on crystals – sassy, sweary, magical as hell, and with proper explanation cards that don’t sound like they were written by a unicorn on Prozac.

💎 Why Buy My Shiny Crap?

✨ Because you deserve sparkly shit that speaks your language – real talk, no airy-fairy wank

✨ Because I design every single card myself, with actual thought, swear words, and soul

✨ Because all my crystals are ethically sourced – no shady shit here.

Whether it’s a gift for your witchy mate or just a “fuck it, I’m treating myself” kinda day – you’ll find something here that vibes with your chaotic, magical self.

💀 Big Fat Thank You:

Seriously. If you’ve bought something, shared a post, or even just said “you’re a legend” in my DMs – I love you. Like, actually. You keep this sweary little dream alive.

Got questions? Fucking ask. I’m likely buried under crystals, caffeine, and kid-related carnage – but I’ll get back to you when I’ve wrangled the chaos into something resembling a life.

Now, go be fucking fabulous.

Sal ✨