Threads of Memory: How My Nana’s Skirt Wove Its Way Into the Heart of HATHAWAY

Threads of Memory: How My Nana's Skirt Wove Its Way Into HATHAWAY

Long before HATHAWAY existed, I was making my own clothes — testing fabrics, textures, and designs in my mother's sewing room, learning early how what we wear shapes how we feel.

One piece shaped everything: a silk skirt I inherited from my Nana. Soft, elegant, intricately made — it wasn't just clothing, it was her strength and spirit, and it taught me that clothing can be an heirloom, not just something that adorns us.

That standard sits at the core of everything I've made since. When I went looking for a manufacturer, I wasn't after the fastest or cheapest option — I wanted artisans with real family history behind them, the kind of care Nana's skirt was made with.

My mother's art brought it full circle. "If only I could paint and draw like you," I told her once. "If only I could create like you," she said back. That conversation became the beginning of HATHAWAY — her paintings, reworked into limited-edition silk pieces.

Every HATHAWAY scarf carries that same idea: something made with intention, meant to be kept, not worn once and forgotten. That's what I learned from a silk skirt — and it's what I hope you feel every time you wrap one of ours around your shoulders.