Mary grew up surrounded by fabrics, sketches and plans. Her father, Mr. Humphrey, was a renowned interior designer in Nairobi: a craftsman of spaces, a lover of wood and of the beauty of detail. In his studio she learned to see: the harmony of colours, the weight of textures, the value of timelessness.
When her father passed away, Mary transformed grief into purpose. She kept his worktable and, upon it, began to trace patterns. “If my father dressed homes, I will dress people.” Thus was born Mary Humphrey Fashion: a house that unites African vitality with British elegance, two languages woven into her family story.
Today her atelier is a refuge of bustling calm: the sound of scissors, machines, laughter. Each garment tells a story — of its inspiration and of those who sew it — because Mary believes fashion is a form of memory.
“Luxury is not excess: it is care for what is essential.” — Mary Humphrey
