Hello. Hola. Hiya.

Hello, I'm Stacy — and yes, there’s a real human behind Flying Dress Aruba

If today is World Hello Day, then hello feels like the perfect place to start.

So, hi. I’m Stacy, the woman behind Flying Dress Aruba. The dresses, the customer service, the emails, the website, the social media, the booking system, the mum-life juggling act, all powered by caffeine and determination. What you see online isn’t a big corporate machine. It’s me. A British girl who somehow ended up building a business on a tiny Caribbean island after surviving more plot twists than a Netflix documentary.

Let me take it from the top.

I was born and raised in the UK, but I’ve always been an island girl at heart. Manchester was home, but sunshine lived in my bones. At nineteen, I packed a suitcase, left home, and moved alone to a Greek island. No roadmap, no backup plan, just a big dose of blind faith and the confidence only a teenager can possess. Looking back, I’m not sure if I was brave or unhinged, but it turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made.

Fast forward a few years and I landed the dream job: flight attendant, flying Manchester to New York every week. Hands down, the best training in customer service and dealing with the entire spectrum of human behaviour. I loved that job so much I’d have done it for free! I had my city-centre penthouse, my best friends, my independence. Life was gooooood and so much fun.

Then love convinced me to move to Aruba.

And honestly, in the beginning, it felt like stepping into the world my teenage self dreamt about. I fell in love with the island instantly. The relaxed pace, the barefoot mornings, the beach lifestyle, the warm community, the sunsets that look like they’ve been photoshopped. Aruba felt like exhaling after years of running on adrenaline. I truly believed I had found my forever.

Then the world shut down.

Covid hit, borders closed, and I found myself locked down alone in Aruba in a barely habitable house that would have made a great backdrop for a horror film. Meanwhile, my partner at the time was locked down in Canada… and he moved another woman into our home there. That was the moment the cracks well and truly widened, and the reality of the emotional abuse I had endured with for over a decade started to make sense. The gaslighting, the coercive control, the isolation, the manipulation, the countless affairs, the financial control — all the things I didn’t have the language for back then.

We eventually broke up after twelve years together, and I spent the next few years doing the thing women are annoyingly brilliant at: rebuilding from rubble.

I rediscovered myself.

I peeled back the layers of trauma.

I learned self-care the hard way.

I found the strength to start again.

And somewhere in that healing mess, Flying Dress Aruba was born.

What started as a tiny creative outlet and side-hustle to help me make ends meet became something much bigger: a purpose, a passion, and a way to give other women the same sense of confidence and freedom I was desperately trying to reclaim for myself.

And then life surprised me in the best way. I moved on. I fell in love again, this time with someone safe, steady, and kind — the kind of love that doesn’t take from you but adds to your world. After being told for years that I couldn’t conceive, I became pregnant at forty. My beautiful son arrived and flipped my life right-side-up. Becoming a mum changed everything. It gave me clarity, fire, and a reason to build something my little boy could one day be proud of.

As for me outside the business, I’m still the girl who loves beaches, travel, sunshine, café breakfasts, chasing sunsets, soca music, and long walks that clear your head.

I’m big on female friendships, laughter that feels like therapy, and finding joy in the small things. I’ve always been the friend who cheers women on, and somehow that energy found its way into my work too.

Flying Dress Aruba grew from that place of resilience and rebellion. A refusal to stay small. A desire to help women feel powerful, celebrated, and seen — because I know exactly what it feels like when the world tries to dim your light.

Next week's blog is a special one: celebrating four years of Flying Dress Aruba. Four years of growth, grit, satin dresses, incredible women, and the wild journey that brought me here.

For now, hello. And thank you for being here. It means more than you know.

With love and gratitude,

Stacy xo

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