Our Story

I grew up on the floor of my grandmother's sewing room. Her name was Rae, and she could look at a dress in a shop window once and have it cut and pinned by Sunday. She taught me to sew the summer I turned nine. Straight seams first, then darts, then the good stuff: silk, drape, the way a hem moves when a woman walks into a room.

I went to school for art because it was the closest thing to that sewing room I could find. Then I did what you are supposed to do. I took the corporate job, kept the paycheck, and spent three years sketching dresses in the margins of meeting notes.

One day I stopped pretending that was enough. I quit, pulled Rae's old machine out of storage, and started making the dresses I had been drawing all along. Dresses for golden hour. Dresses for the wedding you fly to, the dinner that runs long, the trip you promised yourself you would finally take.

Auria Rae is named for both of us. Every piece we carry has to pass the same test her dresses did: when you put it on, you should stand a little differently.

Thank you for being here. This is the brand I always wanted to build, and it exists because women like you decided it should.

With love,
Auria