My Story

I was born into a Sicilian family — the kind where beauty isn't something you go looking for, it just is. My mom is from Castellammare del Golfo. My dad is from Porto Empedocle. Two towns, two and a half hours apart on the west coast of Sicily, but the same deep roots and the same way of being in the world.

I grew up in my parents' tile and stone showroom in New Jersey — designing kitchens and bathrooms, learning to see how space and material and color can make a room feel like something. But my nana was a seamstress who worked for Halston and Bill Blass when she came to New York, and I guess fashion was always in my blood.

My jewelry started in my bedroom. One bracelet, one idea, one string at a time. It wasn't supposed to become a business — it became one because the pieces meant something to people. Because when you hand someone a bracelet made with black lava from Mount Etna, something happens. They feel it.

“I don't follow trends. I follow stories. Every bead, every charm, every color is chosen because it has something to say.”

From my bedroom to a studio in New Jersey with a team of incredible women — each bracelet is still tied by hand, one knot at a time. The Sicilian ceramics are made by my artisan in Burgio, a small town famous for its craft. My team assembles everything in New Jersey. It's a labor of love between two worlds that I carry everywhere I go.

I'm Oriana. I'm a designer, a storyteller, and — always — a Sicilian soul.