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COLLECT QUIET MOMENTS.
MOVE WITH INTENTION.
WEAR YOUR STORY.
This is where Ferny Tales begins — in the hush of the forest, the hum of your footsteps, the space between dreams and daylight.
Our Tale
Ferny Tales was born from a longing.
Not just for beautiful clothing — but for something deeper.
For softness with story. For movement stitched with meaning. For pieces that felt like your second skin, yet still carried wildness, stillness, and a sense of something whispered.
This isn’t just a brand. It’s a slow-growing tale.
One shaped by mossy paths, overcast skies, bare hands, and bold steps. Built not to impress, but to express — to offer something that feels like you.
We design in seasons, move with intention, and create with care.
Every piece begins with a feeling. A question. A spark.
And the answer is always: softness, strength, and story — woven together.
And yes — this tale has a beginning.
It started with my own hands. A quiet need for something I couldn’t find.
After years of creating through photography — capturing softness, strength, and fleeting light — I felt the urge to shape something tangible. To build a world not just seen, but worn.
I wanted clothes that could carry a story.
That could move with you through forest trails, slow mornings, hard days, soft evenings. Clothes that feel like a whisper — but hold like a promise.
That’s how Ferny Tales began.
With a sketch, a thread, and the question:
What if wildness could be worn?
Who We Are
We are Ferny Girls. We are Fernstriders. We are both — and everything in between.
The Ferny Girl Spirit
We move like daydreams.
Soft, slow, light as air.
We find meaning in dappled light,
in handwritten notes,
in the hush of dusk and garden blooms.
We are led by feeling, not by force.
Our wildness is quiet —
a rustle in the ferns,
a poem unfolding in shadow.
We see the world not as it is,
but as it could be —
enchanted, tender, alive with story.
We are Ferny Girls.
Born of longing and light.
We bloom gently —
and only when we’re ready.
The Fernstrider Path
We don’t wait for paths — we wander.
Barefoot, curious, breath full of sunlight.
We move early, move late,
move when it feels right.
Not to prove anything — but because it calls us.
We are built of instinct and effort,
but we are not here to conquer.
We leap, we stumble, we laugh,
we stretch into the wind.
Our wildness lives in motion,
but also in knowing when to stop.
We are Fernstriders.
Not made for the spotlight —
but for the joy of the journey.
For running without reason.
For walking ourselves home.
The Tale We Carry
We are made of quiet and thunder.
Of soft hands and strong strides.
Of slow mornings and wild evenings.
We bloom in stillness — and rise in motion.
But we don’t bloom every day.
Some days, we drift like petals.
Other days, we roar like wind between trees.
Some days, we step back.
We pause. We disappear into the woods.
We choose silence over speed.
And that, too, is part of the tale.
We collect stories like stones in our pockets,
and carry them through forests, fields, and foggy streets.
We move with wonder. We rest with purpose.
We feel deeply, and we go far —
but only when it feels true.
We are Ferny Girls.
We are Fernstriders.
We are also everything in between.
We write our own Ferny Tales —
sometimes soft, sometimes strong,
sometimes still.
Always our own.
