7th Heaven

They seem to be rather big fans of rape. Was disgusted to see this t-​shirt for sale in the store. I’d give them 0 stars if I could.
Additionally, everything is HORRIBLY overpriced and it smells like garbage in there.

7^th Heaven is a great place to stop and check out.
They have a great collection of incense and incense burners. The prices are pretty reasonable and comparable to other places around the metro.
You will also find a collection of hippyish clothing. Pull overs, reggae, t-​shirts. I would like to see a better hat collection, but for the laid back shopper the selection is great. The prices are on par with other places. They have a clearance rack where you can find some great deals.
If you have piercings, the collection of body jewelry is quite extensive.
For music lovers they have a great selection of used and new vinyl. Although there is a reason records went away, there is a nostalgic love that is creating a small revolution for albums. This is a good place to visit to add to your collection if you are a vinyl lover.
They also have various tobacco paraphernalia and quite a bit of merchandise dedicated to the green leaf. If you get offended easy by things like this, don’t stop. There is also adult merchandise.
And like everywhere I go in my part of town, the service is fantastic. Super friendly!
This is a fun store with a lot of eclectic items. Worth a stop to check out.

Great place for Body Jewelry! Love this spot!

One of thee best Mom & Pop music stops in America that’s fortunately still standing. They support great artists. Perfect place for anyone who still believes in buying the physical copies of music.

I’m usually adverse to writing reviews based on memories, however I owe a piece of myself to 7^th Heaven and therefore deem it a suitable situation to pay credit where credit is due. 7^th Heaven, thank you for contributing to multiple parts of my awakening as a young ‘en. Also probably to my delinquency. I imagine I was too young to have been sucked into your vortex of enabled vices.
In my best Cartman voice *In the Gheettt — oooo*
Okay so I’ve always been drawn to what I shouldn’t be doing. So, just getting my license driving to an area strewn with crackheads and a wide array of things I couldn’t find in the suburbs I hit up 7^th Heaven. First «Water Pipe». First Porno. First Sex Toy. First Body Jewelry for new piercing. First conversation with a Crackhead. *I feel the need to capitalize these things, they are that significant*
In order:
*First Waterpipe: Named Cheryl. She was used purely for tobacco. I swear. It tasted better that way. Ummm… Yea…
*First Porno: «Doggie Style» I recognized Snoop Dogg. I didn’t buy it because I wanted to see him do it, but at least I knew who he was. It seemed like it made sense at the time. My parents found that and thought I needed therapy. That might have been the right answer.
*First Sex Toy: Plain Jane crystal-​ish pink vibrator. I should have named that too.
*First Body Jewelry: Plastic Dice on a curved barbell. Be advised: metal is better in most areas. Yea. Lesson learned.
*First Conversation with a Crackhead: I talked at length with a guy in the parking lot about how all he wanted was a Colt 45. I gave him $ 2.00. I have been charitable to the homeless ever since. He had pearls of wisdom beyond his beer begging as most street folk do.
I’m wiser, calmer and seek less thrills in the ghetto these days, but still reflect on my introduction into ill advised adulthood via 7^th Heaven. Probably won’t need to go back any time soon but the walk down memory lane was a strange nice trip…
As Morgan Freeman says ever so awkwardly in that new Visa Debit commercial…“Let Your Freak Flag Fly” 7^th Heaven Enables that freely.

Man what a trip this place is. I can’t even believe how many bongs and shit we bought in here in the college days. I don’t even remember how many times this place got raided and they kept going back to selling bongs. This place had everything although I’m pretty sure they finally quit selling bongs and drug shit. Always tons of seedy dudes hanging out around this place. Get your damn incense in this mofo. Lots of great memories. Still got a bubbler I bought from this place… go figure.