After 30 years of choosing pieces for the women of Melbourne, we are moving on.

There is a moment every woman knows. You are standing in front of your wardrobe, and nothing feels right. Nothing fits quite like you. You pull on one more thing, look in the mirror, and for a second — just a second — you wonder if the problem is the clothes or if it is you.

It is never you. It was never you.

That belief built Harlow & Stone. A family with no safety net, no guarantee, and absolutely no sensible reason to open a boutique — decided to open one anyway. In Melbourne, in 1996, with a faith in the women of this city bigger than all of us combined.

Stone is our family name. Harlow was our mother’s name — the woman who taught us that the way you dress is not vanity. It is language. It is how you tell the world who you are before you say a single word.

My husband carried stock up two flights of stairs at six in the morning. My children grew up folding scarves and steaming dresses on weekends. Our kitchen table became a packing station more times than I can count.

Thirty years later, we are starting a new chapter.

Before we go, we want every last piece to find a home. Not in a stockroom. In your wardrobe. Being worn. Being loved. The way every piece we ever chose deserved to be.

So for the first and last time — everything is up to 60% off.

And because 30 years of your trust deserves more than a discount — every 10th order is completely free. No code. No catch. It might be yours.

No restock. When a piece goes, it goes. This is your moment.

With all our love,
— The Stone Family
Harlow & Stone, Melbourne 🤍
Est. 1996