The Skin That Started Everything
For 12 years I worked in the corporate world developing products for other companies. I traveled constantly. I saw how sourcing decisions actually got made, what got swapped out when margins got tight, what "natural" really meant when it went through a supply chain designed for scale, not integrity. I watched what happened when the bottom line and the ingredient list were in the same room together.
And I was miserable.
All that travel. All that stress. A decade of putting my ladder up the wrong wall, and my body kept the score. My hormones were completely derailed. I was running on cortisol and control, restricting what I ate, using whatever my esthetician told me to use, grabbing whatever promised to fix everything in a bottle.
My skin was a mess. And I couldn't figure out why.
When I finally asked my dermatologist if any of it could be connected, the stress, the hormones, what I was putting in and on my body, I got a hard no.
My gut said otherwise.
So I Got in the Kitchen
Before I went back to school for my Masters, I was already in it, immersed in medicine making, farming, and two years of testing everything on myself. Reading everything I could find. Learning from growers and herbalists. Trusting what my hands and my own skin were telling me.
I started slow-infusing whole herbs: comfrey, nettle, calendula, chamomile, into oils I'd trust enough to eat. No essential oil overload. No mystery preservatives. No citrusy sting. Just potent, herb-rich formulas made the way I'd cook for someone I love: with intention, with integrity, and never with cheap fillers.
What started as a platform for nutrition kept pulling me deeper into skincare, because the more I learned, the more it confirmed what I already knew intuitively. Your skin and your body aren't separate systems. Feed one, you feed the other.
By the time I went back to school for holistic nutrition, I wasn't learning something new. I was finding the language for what my kitchen had already taught me.
In 2016, that became Flower & Bone Supply.
What I Know Now That Nobody Told Me Then
Your skin isn't broken. It isn't dramatic. It isn't failing you.
It's been overloaded, by products that add stimulation instead of nourishment, by ingredient lists designed to impress rather than feed, by a beauty industry that profits from the problem staying unsolved.
Most skincare adds to your skin's workload. We take things off its plate.
Every formula at Flower & Bone Supply is made by hand in my kitchen, in small batches, from food-grade ingredients your body actually recognizes. Whole-plant infusions. Anti-inflammatory herbs. Oils that mirror your skin's own lipids so closely your barrier just... exhales.
No water. No fillers. No fragrance doing the heavy lifting.
Just real nourishment, doing what nourishment does.
Who This Is For
You've tried the serums. You've done the patch tests. You've stood in the aisle reading ingredient lists you can't pronounce, trying to figure out if this one will finally be different.
You don't want to age backwards. You just want your skin to feel calm, hydrated, and like itself again.
You want a routine that takes two minutes and actually works.
You want skincare that feels like care, not punishment.
That's exactly who I built this for. Because that used to be me.
Still Made in My Kitchen. Still That Serious About It.
Ten years in, nothing about how I make these products has changed, except I've gotten better at it. Every batch is still handcrafted by me, still slow-infused, still formulated with the same question I've asked from day one:
Would I eat this?
If the answer is no, it doesn't go on your skin.
Because "sensitive skin" isn't the problem. It's the signal. And once you start feeding it instead of fighting it, everything changes.
