Our story
Never too late to make something beautiful made by hand, made with love
Peony began the way the best things do — a little later than expected. In her fifties, our founder taught herself to string tiny glass beads at her kitchen table. One bracelet became a hundred, and a hundred became Peony.

Meet the founder
A letter from our table
I never set out to build a brand. I set out to make one bracelet, for a friend, on a slow afternoon. She wore it, someone asked, and I made another.
Everything since has been that — one small thing at a time, made properly, for someone in particular. I hope whatever you choose feels that way when it arrives.
5+
Years, hand-strung
10,000+
Happy friends
100%
Made by hand
40+
Bead colours
One bead at a time
How it began
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2019
A kitchen table
One bracelet, made for a friend who asked where she could buy one.
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2021
The first hundred
Word travelled. The table got busier, and the bead trays multiplied.
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2023
A room of her own
A small studio, and two more pairs of hands who string as carefully as she does.
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Today
Still by hand
Every piece is strung, knotted and finished by a person. That has never changed.
What we believe
Small things, made with care
Handmade, never rushed
Every piece is strung and knotted by hand, in small joyful batches — no factory, no shortcuts.
Colour that lifts the day
Pastels and brights chosen to make an ordinary morning feel a little more like yours.
For every little step
Big birthdays or ordinary Tuesdays — a small handmade thing to mark it.
How it's made
From your colours to a keepsake box
The same four steps, by hand, on every single order.
Pick your colours
Choose your palette — we match every bead by hand.
Strung with care
Each piece is hand-strung and knotted by our makers.
Checked & finished
Quality-checked, adjustable and ready to wear.
Packed with love
Wrapped in a keepsake box with a handwritten card.
Behind the beads
Inside the studio
I never planned to start a jewellery brand in my fifties. I just loved making something small and pretty with my hands — and it turns out that's the whole thing.