Several years ago, I came across my grandmother, Hazel's death certificate. The name listed as her mother's name was Phoebe Peacock. A chill immediately came over me as I read the name and I realized that this was my great grandmother. While I had never met Phoebe, I felt a kinship to her. An instant connection.
Hearing her name, I was quickly transported to a place where all things are beautiful, well-made and dear. Where the craftmanship of objects was taken seriously and tooled with great care.
The vision I had was that Phoebe Peacock was a lifestyle. A way to create the perfect space by setting the tone with scent and style. A beautiful shop filled with quality delectable home refinements, gorgeous gifts and a luxury perfume line.
This has never left my heart and mind.