Our Story

Tallo Queen didn’t start as a business.
It started as a mum trying everything to help her child.

George had perfect baby skin.
Then childcare. The pool. The city water.
Suddenly everything changed.
The itch. The redness. The sleepless nights.
Doctors every 2–3 weeks.
Bleach baths. Creams that stung.
Handouts. Antibiotics. Biopsies.
And then discord Eczema. The worst kind.

I followed the advise bleach baths, steroids and antibiotics. Repeat. I washed sheets daily.
Wormed the whole family.
Filtered our water.
Changed detergents.
Scrubbed the house top to bottom.
Tried everything and anything.

One night, completely spent and over the fact my son wouldn’t let me put any cream on his skin. Doing my night time routine putting tallow on my own face for vanity reasons and it hit me:
“This doesn’t sting. This feels simple, its natural. He needs this.”

So I made it.
I taught myself to render beef tallow the traditional way.
I stood at the stove late into the night making batch after batch.
Eventually I created blends that felt good on his skin — and didn’t burn.

Herbal for unsettled phases.
Honey for everyday.
Castor for deep dryness.

Today, I make every jar in small batches, by hand, in my home.
Not a factory.
Just a mum and a nurse making balms for other families walking the same path.

Welcome to Tallo Queen.
Sheridan