There Was a Thread Running Through It All
How fashion, Fátima, pro-life work, a love of scarves—and more than a few miracles—became Miraculous Mom.
I have always loved a good scarf.
Long before Miraculous Mom existed, I worked for two women’s fashion brands that understood something I have never forgotten: fabric can tell a story.
Color tells a story. Pattern tells a story. What we wear can tell a story.
And sometimes, it can even tell the story of our faith.
But before there was a Catholic business, there were years of working in the pro-life movement.
For much of my professional life, I had the privilege of working to defend the dignity of human life and to build a culture in which mothers and their children are loved, protected and cherished. I also spent years helping bring Theology of the Body into Catholic schools—work that only deepened my conviction that the human person is created intentionally, beautifully and with immeasurable dignity.
It was during those years of pro-life work that this little business began as a side hustle.
At the time, I don't think I understood how the pieces fit together.
Now I do.
It Really Began in Fátima
In 2006, I made a pilgrimage to Fátima, Portugal, that profoundly changed my life.
I came home with a much deeper love for Our Lady and began attending daily Mass. Over the years, Mary became an increasingly important part of my life—not as an end in herself, of course, but as the Mother who continually leads us to her Son.
And because I had spent years in fashion—and because I was a scarf wearer—I started looking for scarves devoted to Mary.
I couldn't find any.
At least, I couldn't find what I was imagining.
I wanted something unmistakably inspired by Our Lady that was also beautiful, relevant and stylish. Something a woman would wear because she genuinely loved it, and then perhaps have the opportunity to tell someone the story behind it.
I began to wonder:
Could I design fabrics that tell the story of Mary?
I wasn't a graphic designer. But I had ideas. Lots of ideas!
Rough sketches. Color combinations. Symbols. Marian devotions. Stories from the lives of Mary and the saints.
And somehow, the pieces began falling into place.
I formed a partnership with a talented graphic designer who understood what I was trying to create. I bring the rough designs, color selections, devotions and vision, and under my direction she transforms those ideas into the finished patterns you see today.
I have come to believe this business was inspired because so many pieces that I could never have put together on my own somehow found their way to one another.
First, We Were Outrageous
There was still one rather important question:
What in the world was I going to call this business?
While on a business retreat with a Catholic coach, we searched and discovered that OutrageousMom.com was available.
And the more I thought about it, the more I loved it.
Because Mary's love for each one of us really is outrageous.
Her desire to bring every person to her most perfect Son is outrageous. Her maternal love pursues us, intercedes for us and always points beyond herself to Jesus.
So Outrageous Mom it was.
For a while.
Because as this little side hustle grew, something else began happening.
There were miracles.
Miracles in our own lives.
Miracles within the business.
And, most beautifully, miracles in the lives of our customers.
We began hearing stories of healings and relationships formed. We watched children become deeply attached to our exquisite dolls—little ones literally clinging to Our Lady and Our Lord through beautiful representations of Mary, Jesus and the saints.
We began to realize that these weren't simply products.
They were finding their way into people's lives, homes, prayers and relationships with God.
Then my own daughter recognized something before I did.
The name needed to change.
There were simply too many miracles along the way.
And so Outrageous Mom became Miraculous Mom.
Looking back, it feels as though the name had been waiting for us to grow into it.
The Medal Inside Every Scarf
There is another family thread woven through this story.
My paternal grandparents had a great devotion to Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal.
That devotion stayed with me.
When I began creating scarves devoted to Mary, I knew I wanted the Miraculous Medal to be part of them—not merely as a design element, but as an actual medal a woman could wear.
I wanted to help spread this beautiful devotion and encourage women to wear the medal and seek the graces Our Lady promised through it.
And so every original Miraculous Mom scarf has a Miraculous Medal sewn into it.
Even the way that happens has become part of the biznistry.
Our original scarves are sewn by a family business in India. When they arrive here at home, however, they aren't finished.
A devout mom friend sews the Miraculous Medal into each scarf by hand.
And while she sews, she offers a prayer for the woman who will someday wear it.
Think about that for a moment.
We don't know where that scarf will eventually go.
It might be a birthday gift for a daughter. A Christmas gift for a mother. A gift for a grandmother or friend. Perhaps it will comfort someone going through a difficult time. Or maybe a woman will simply see a beautiful scarf and buy it for herself.
But before she ever opens the package, someone has already prayed for her.
I absolutely love that.
From Side Hustle to “Biznistry”
Somewhere along the way, I realized I needed a word for what Miraculous Mom was becoming.
So I started calling it my biznistry.
Part business. Part ministry.
Yes, I love beautiful things. I love fabric. I love color. I love the creative process of taking an idea and watching it become something real.
But Miraculous Mom exists for something more.
I want our Catholic faith to find its way into the everyday places of our lives.
Onto our tables.
Into our kitchens.
Around our shoulders.
Inside our diaper bags.
In our babies' nurseries.
And into the arms of our children and grandchildren.
Because I believe beauty can evangelize.
A beautiful object can make someone ask a question.
A pattern can begin a conversation.
A saint doll can introduce a child to a heavenly friend.
And a tiny Miraculous Medal sewn into a beautiful scarf can be a quiet reminder to the woman wearing it that she has a Mother in Heaven who desires to bring her ever closer to her Son.
There Was a Thread Running Through It All
Looking back now, I can see something I couldn't possibly have seen when all of this began.
My years in women's fashion.
Fátima.
Daily Mass.
Theology of the Body.
Years spent defending mothers and their preborn children.
My love of scarves.
My grandparents' devotion to the Miraculous Medal.
A side hustle called Outrageous Mom.
Rough sketches on pieces of paper.
A graphic designer who could bring those ideas to life.
A family business thousands of miles away willing to sew them.
A devout mom sitting at home sewing medals into scarves and praying for women she will probably never meet.
My daughter realizing this business needed a new name.
Children clinging to Our Lady and Our Lord through our dolls.
Customers sharing stories of healing, relationships and unexpected grace.
There was a thread running through it all.
Maybe it shouldn't surprise me that a business that began with fabric would turn out to have so many threads woven together.
And perhaps that is the real story of Miraculous Mom.
I may bring the designs, choose the colors and dream up what we make next, but I have come to believe that Our Lady has been weaving something of her own all along.
So, welcome to the very first Miraculous Mom blog post.
I have so many stories I want to share with you here—stories about Our Lady and the saints, the devotions behind our designs, the people who make our products, our customers, Catholic motherhood, beauty, life, faith and the unexpected adventure of building this little biznistry.
I'm so glad you're here.
And as Miraculous Mom continues to grow, my prayer remains very simple:
Our Lady, take this little business and use it to lead souls to your Son.
Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal, pray for us.
With love,
Laura
Founder, Miraculous Mom
