Origins

My studio began with a very personal, instinctive moment: styling my sister’s wedding within a tight timeframe. Transforming that space sparked something I hadn’t fully acknowledged before, a constant, underlying hunger to create that had always lived inside me. The immediate, overwhelming reaction from the venue confirmed that this wasn't just an interest; it was something I needed to pursue.

While my early client work taught me invaluable lessons in spatial problem-solving and versatility, my creative spirit was truly forged in collaborative editorials and self-led creative projects. In those spaces, I stepped fully into creative direction, moving beyond traditional styling into true world-building.

Rather than working with flat mood boards, I’ve always built three-dimensionally—layering fabrics, fragments, found objects, and textures onto boards to make an idea feel alive before it physically exists. That fashion-informed, narrative-led way of working now shapes every project I touch.

A woman in a strapless dress standing inside a tent with draped white fabric. The table in front of her has wine glasses, bottles, and floral arrangements, suggesting a formal or celebratory event.

My Philosophy

I run Styled By Sissy as a creative design studio specialising in design-led weddings, atmospheric events, and editorial creative direction. But at the heart of everything I do, I’m chasing an emotional response. If a space, object, or image can make you genuinely feel something, it immediately holds value far beyond aesthetics.

I don’t look at objects in isolation; I see the relationships between them—light, texture, architecture, sound, history, and movement. My approach is never to force a pre-existing concept onto an environment. Instead, I listen to the emotional language of the space itself—its energy, its context, its imperfections—and build a contemporary, unexpected story within it.

I’m constantly balancing refinement with soul, contemporary design with heritage, and simplicity with depth.

“Nothing should feel accidental, but nothing should feel forced either. Even the simplest space can feel rich when there is intent, consideration, and restraint behind every decision”

Sustainability

For me, it’s about repurposing, reimagining and reusing existing pieces, thoughtful sourcing, working with what a venue already has, reducing unnecessary waste and creating something beautiful without everything having to be new.

A woman spinning in a white flowing dress, with light filtering through the fabric, creating a soft, dreamy atmosphere.
A woman in a flowing white dress with floral embroidery twirls around in front of a light-colored fabric backdrop.
A woman with red hair in a ponytail spinning in a white dress, with sheer white fabric and drapes behind her, in a softly lit room.
A woman spinning in a white dress, creating a motion blur effect, against a light pink background.
A woman with long hair in a loose white dress spinning and smiling, with a soft pink background and shadows on the floor.

Home

Every home tells a story, but mine is written in the things I’ve gathered along the way. Growing up with parents who worked in antiques, I learned early on to see the life inside old objects. I’ve always believed that things carry a frequency—that a piece shaped by hand, weathered by time, or found in an unexpected corner holds a quiet energy all its own. When you bring an item with soul into your space, it does more than fill a room; it grounds it. It brings warmth, character, and a gentle reminder that beauty is felt just as much as it is seen.

i. THE ODYSSEY

This 119-year-old copy of The Odyssey belonged to my grandfather and is one of the possessions I treasure most. Rather than reading a modern edition, I wanted to experience the story through the very pages he once held. It's not an easy read, but its message has stayed with me: no matter how long the journey or how many obstacles stand in your way, keep moving forward, stay true to your values, and you'll find your way home. Every worn page reminds me that the greatest journeys aren't measured by distance, but by the person we become along the way.

ii. THE BAR

I spotted this vintage rattan bar through Palamo, a vintage furniture dealer, and genuinely couldn't believe the price. It had been reduced to £250 and, even with shipping from Paris, it felt like the bargain of a lifetime. Today it sits proudly in my living room, bringing a touch of old-world glamour and just a hint of James Bond. More than anything, it's where friends gather, drinks are poured and conversations unfold. It's a reminder that the best pieces aren't just beautiful—they become part of the memories you make around them.

iii. ROSE’S DRESSING TABLE

This dressing table belonged to a wonderful lady called Rose, whom I cared for when I was younger. She had spent a lifetime dreaming of travel but had never had the opportunity. During the years we spent together, we changed that, taking several cruises and making the most of every adventure. Before each evening, we'd open the drawers filled with the beautiful jewellery she'd carefully collected but rarely worn. When Rose passed away, I was honoured to inherit this piece. Every time I sit here to get ready, I'm reminded not only of her elegance, but of a life that taught me to make every moment count.

iv. MY GRANDMOTHER’S MUSIC

My grandmother's baby grand piano was her greatest pride. Sadly, time eventually caught up with it, and a piano tuner declared it beyond repair. I couldn't bear to lose it completely, so I kept a selection of her original sheet music and had it framed. I also kept the piano's cast-iron skeleton. It weighs around a ton and now lives in storage beneath my bed, waiting for the day I can transform it into a sculptural coffee table. Until then, these pieces remind me that the most beautiful objects aren't always preserved as they were—they can be reimagined while still carrying the stories of the people who loved them.

v. THE HIDDEN SISTER

I bought the red-haired screen print simply because I loved her. Years later, after the frame was accidentally smashed during a house move, I took it to be reframed. The framer called to tell me there was another print hidden behind the first—an identical image, this time with dark hair. My sister has dark hair while mine is red, so we've always joked that the two prints somehow found their way to exactly the right sisters.

vi. THE FISHERMAN’S POEM

This artwork was bought for my grandmother by my uncle during a trip to China. When she passed away, it became mine. I had it reframed so it appears to float, giving new life to something already rich with history. For years I never knew what the poem said, until a colleague from intensive care helped translate it. It reads: 'May your happiness be as wide as the East Sea, and may you enjoy a long life like the pine trees in the mountains.' Every time I see it, I think of my grandmother and the quiet beauty of carrying stories from one generation to the next.

vii. THE BOOKCASE

Before I had the opportunity to travel, I explored the world through cookbooks. As a teenager and young adult, I would lose hours watching cookery programmes and turning the pages of books filled with unfamiliar ingredients, cultures and traditions. Long before I visited these places, I had already imagined them through food. Today, my collection continues to grow, alongside treasured pieces of glassware, a majolica jug from a Moroccan editorial and the pair of mermaids watching over it all. It remains one of my favourite corners of my home—a place where inspiration, travel and storytelling quietly come together.

viii. PRINCESS LOLA TIGER

Lola isn't an object, an heirloom or a treasured find. She simply had to be here because she's the heart of my home. Officially she's the Studio Sissy mascot, although the truth is I'm very much her employee. She keeps me company while I work, supervises every creative decision, follows me into the kitchen and curls up beside me at the end of the day. We share a love of beautiful things, warm corners and slow mornings. If home is a feeling rather than a place, then Lola is mine.