I never thought I would name a brand or company after my own name. I actually played around with the names of my pets for a long time… But that just wasn’t panning out. Funny enough, the name had been around for years—I just hadn’t thought to use it yet…
Getting called B as a nickname stemmed from my old neighbor, friend and eventually roommate, Jenna. I have not a clue why it started—circa 2015 in our old Auburn Apartment. That’s where I first met her, in our mansion-turned-apartments building, after immediately realizing we were next door neighbors. How you might ask? She locked herself out and I yapped with her while she jimmied the lock. After watching her break and enter into her own home, I wrote her a note asking to hangout sometime under her door and the rest was history. The nickname B was born.
Then years later my dad was telling me a story where his neighbor and best friend was throwing rocks at his window because he was asleep.
“B!! Get up,” my dad recalled his friend yelling.
B…? I asked my dad if that was his nickname growing up and he confirmed. I had no idea all these years my pops and I had the same nickname. We also have the same initials, B.S. Yup, they always claimed their, “child wouldn’t have the same initials,” yet here I am.
As I grew older, B was accepted and allowed only by the closest of friends and eventually my husband.
Years passed and I picked up the hobby of pottery. I always joked about creating a brand—would I make my own pottery? Would I be a marketing contractor? Would I get some wild dream job? I wasn’t sure, but I did know I enjoyed throwing pottery and took classes for months.
When I mentioned the idea of wanting a stamp or some brand for my pottery (since I already had to sign the bottom of my crafts to identify them after firing), to Mr. Bluntly B, he immediately started to brainstorm. We went back and forth with ideas and alliterations until he said, “Bluntly B.”
It should be something fun and so me, right?
I remember feeling excited. Is thiiiis the name? I tried alliterations with other ideas and had an awful time, but Bluntly B seemed to fit just right. Blunt because I am indeed candid but tactful—not attacking. I am decisive, authentic and love a bold–ass pair of pants. You'll never have to guess how I feel, it's already written on my face.
Then Bluntly B stuck, but pottery didn’t. While still a fun hobby, I decided to chase the “dream job” option and now I want to share Bluntly B with you<3
Bluntly B is for the girls who like nice things, don’t want to pay full price and whose eyes dilate when they see a handbag they must wear. The girls who need that funky piece no matter if they own a capsule closet or a curated collection. Where bags are pre-loved and then re-loved as a sustainable way to expand your closet.
So, welcome to Bluntly B—I’m glad to meet you lovely!
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