A little round. A little loud. A whole lotta personality.
Ruby Mae has never been accused of blending in. She's got a sturdy build, a flashy streak, and just enough red to make the neighbors talk. She's the kind of gal who shows up to Sunday supper wearing her good jewelry and leaves with the centerpiece.
Handcrafted from rope, dressed in red, and finished with a bold black handle, Ruby Mae is equal parts practical and unapologetically fabulous.
She's not everybody's cup of tea. But she'd probably prefer something stronger anyway.
One of a kind. Just like the woman she's named after.
A little round. A little loud. A whole lotta personality.
Ruby Mae has never been accused of blending in. She's got a sturdy build, a flashy streak, and just enough red to make the neighbors talk. She's the kind of gal who shows up to Sunday supper wearing her good jewelry and leaves with the centerpiece.
Handcrafted from rope, dressed in red, and finished with a bold black handle, Ruby Mae is equal parts practical and unapologetically fabulous.
She's not everybody's cup of tea. But she'd probably prefer something stronger anyway.
One of a kind. Just like the woman she's named after.
