Hangie Thangie started at a kitchen table with a five-pound bag of rough moonstone, a secondhand tumbler, and a stubborn belief: jewelry should move. Static studs are fine. But a stone that catches light as you turn your head? That's a conversation.
We cut, polish, and set every stone by hand in small batches. No molds, no mass production runs, no two pieces exactly alike. When a particular stone sells out, it's gone — and the next batch will be its own beautiful thing.
The name came from a friend watching a pair of labradorite drops swing as their wearer laughed. "Those things just hangie-thangie around," she said. It stuck.
Every hook, chain, and finding is 100% recycled .925 sterling. Mined once, loved forever.
We buy from small lapidary suppliers who can tell us where a stone came from — and pay cutters fairly for the answer.
Offcuts become chip beads and inlay. Even the polishing slurry gets settled and reclaimed. Nothing beautiful goes in the bin.