Heirlooms at the bevy
I spend time on a ranch in Arizona where my great grandmother had a closet overflowing with boots, hats, and jackets. They belong to everyone who stepped through her door. Cousins, aunts, sisters, and friends slipped them on for trail rides and cookouts. Even today Those pieces carry the scent of mesquite and the sound of laughter from decades before. They aren't just objects; they are memory keepers.
That spirit is at the heart of heirlooms at the Bevy. I wanted to curate something that felt the way Tuti’s closet did: timeless, generous, and rich with stories. Heirloom-quality pieces meant to be lived in, loved, and passed down.