Founder Story

This Dress Tells a Story…”

There was a time I wore pain like invisible scars — hidden behind smiles, silence, and survival. I lived through moments I thought would break me. Domestic abuse wasn’t just something that happened in the world… it happened on

But then — God stepped into my silence. Not with loud noise or judgment, but with peace. He sent people. He opened doors. He whispered, “You are still worthy.”

This dress is more than fabric — it’s a symbol. A reminder that I did not stay where I was. That beauty still lives after brokenness. That faith rebuilds what fear tried to destroy.

I found strength in my community, in those who loved me without conditions, and in the quiet truth that someone once stood up for me — so now, I stand for someone else.

Through my foundation, I walk with others who are still healing. I say to them:
“You are not alone. You are not invisible. And your story doesn’t end in the dark.”

God turned my pain into purpose. And now, I wear grace like a crown — and walk in healing like a gown.

Let us help each other rise. Let us be the voice, the safe space, the hand reaching back to lift another woman forward.

🕊️ This is more than fashion — it’s faith in motion.
💜 This is more than a story — it’s a mission.
🙏 And this is more than me — it’s God’s glory through a vessel He refused to let fall.

Anne Wetangula
Founder- Highly favoured Foundation

 

One of the reasons that inspired me to have an open safe haven for everyone who needs a home is the fact that i witnessed domestic abuse in my teen years! My dad was very violent towards my mum, something that completely traumatized me. Things kept getting worse and soon enough we were forced out of our home. All this affected my mum causing her a lot of anger and depression which in turn affected all of us as her children.

This had quite the toll on me and i was affected in a very negative way. I felt worthless, in despair and extremely hopeless. My life was clouded by frustration, despair, anxiety and disappointment. Because of our homelessness we moved in with our late grandmother who was loving and very kind to us despite the fact she could provide very little towards our well being.
Unfortunately a few years after we moved in my grandmother became ill and passed on. My whole world came crumbling down. I felt lonely and as if i had no one to turn to. Due to all the frustrations i was going through I joined wrong company of friends and my life started going down the drain. All hope was not lost because later i met a good Samaritan who changed my life for the better completely. I was not only able to go back to school but i was also able to get my Masters. Just like that good Samaritan i also hope to be able to touch the lives of others in the same way. It doesn’t matter where you are in life you can always start dreaming again. He is a God of many chances!