About Us

   My story isn’t just about being a wife and stay-at-home mom—it’s about fighting to survive, heal, and thrive. Every chapter of my life has been hard-fought and hard-won, and every lesson along the way has made me better, stronger, and incredibly grateful.

  In 2015, I got breast implants—and for the first seven months, I loved them. But then I started getting sick. Really sick. I began passing out, had seizures, developed painful joint swelling, constant migraines, and low blood pressure. My body was falling apart, and doctors couldn’t figure out why. I was diagnosed with POTS, needed live-in care, and the medical bills kept piling up.

  But even in the middle of all that suffering, I still had a fire in me. I needed to do more than just survive—I wanted to create, contribute, and help support my family despite my husband having a well paying job. So, I started my first business, Savon de Wolff, a skincare line I poured every ounce of energy into. I handmade luxurious, high-quality products and kept going, even when I was hanging on by a thread.

  Four years later, I was diagnosed with Lyme disease. Now I was battling two major illnesses. Still, I homeschooled my child and ran my business for as long as I could. In 2023, after undergoing a hysterectomy and finally taking time to rest, I made the difficult decision to close Savon de Wolff and focus on healing—for real this time.

  That’s when I discovered the truth: I had Breast Implant Illness. I had surgery in December 2023 to have my implants removed, and within nine days, every symptom vanished. My POTS? Gone. The Lyme disease? Also gone. It was like waking up from a nightmare.

  In early 2024, my family and I moved across the country to Missouri for a fresh start. With my health restored and my life finally my own again, I realized something: I missed creating. I missed the pride of owning a business and making beautiful things that bring people joy.

  While unpacking, I rediscovered my old supplies—and somewhere between tinkering and blending, I fell head-over-heels for perfume. It started with a delicate marshmallow scent that instantly brought me peace and comfort. From there, I began crafting unique blends, testing them on friends and family, and learning everything I could about the art of perfumery.

  That’s when Élevée was born. I chose the name because it’s French for “elevated,” “lifted,” and “above”—a reflection of both my journey and my standard for what I create. I beat illness. I rose above pain. Now I’m pouring that same energy into making something beautiful. Something meaningful.

There’s one more piece of my story: in 2024, I was also diagnosed as autistic. My whole life finally started to make sense. The sensory sensitivities, the odd routines I needed to get through the day, the feeling like everyone got the handbook for life except for me, the struggle to make and keep friendships, the burnout, the people-pleasing, the way the world often felt like too much. I’d spent years masking, misunderstanding myself, and feeling like I was broken. But I wasn’t broken—I was autistic, and I was burnt out. Now I’m finally learning who I truly am, and I bring that self-awareness, empathy, and creativity into everything I do.

Élevée isn’t just a perfume brand. It’s a celebration of second chances. Of healing. Of creating beauty after pain. And of honoring the things that bring us comfort—whether that’s a sweet fragrance, a soft moment, or a reminder that we’re allowed to start over and still bloom.

With all my heart,
  Ally, Owner of Élevée