ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Ever cracked open a pack of Purple Queen seeds? No? Then you haven’t lived. Or maybe you have, but not in color. Not in that deep, royal, punch-you-in-the-face kind of purple that makes your eyes widen and your brain go, “Wait, what the hell is this?”
These seeds—tiny, unassuming—carry something wild inside. You plant them, and weeks later you’ve got this bushy, fragrant monster with buds so dark they look like they’ve been dipped in wine and velvet. It’s not subtle. It’s not polite. It’s the kind of plant that makes you stare for too long, then forget what you were doing.
Indica-dominant, yeah, but don’t let that lull you into thinking it’s some sleepy-time teddy bear. This queen’s got claws. She’ll melt your muscles, sure, but your thoughts? They’ll scatter like cats in a thunderstorm. One minute you’re watching TV, next minute you’re wondering if clouds have feelings. Or if your couch is judging you. (It is.)
Growing her isn’t rocket science, but she’s not a total pushover either. She likes warmth. Dry air. Space to stretch. Indoors, she’s compact—manageable. Outdoors, she can get a little wild. Like she knows she’s royalty and wants to show off. The smell? Oh man. Earthy, citrusy, with this weird sweet funk that sticks to your clothes and your memory. You’ll open a jar three months later and still get smacked in the face with it.
I’ve seen people underestimate her. “Just another purple strain,” they say. Then they smoke it. Then they stop talking. Then they start giggling. Then they forget what they were giggling about. It’s beautiful. It’s chaos. It’s exactly what you want from a strain that looks like it was grown in a dream.
And the high—okay, listen. It’s heavy. Not couch-lock heavy unless you overdo it (which you will). But it’s got this slow, creeping wave that starts in your spine and rolls up into your skull like warm honey. You feel it in your teeth. Your knees. Your damn eyelashes. It’s not a party strain. It’s a “cancel your plans and stare at the ceiling fan” strain.
So yeah. Purple Queen. She’s not for everyone. But if you’re into rich color, deep body highs, and that weird sense of time dilation where five minutes feels like an hour and an hour feels like a blink—then yeah. She’s your girl.
Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.