Amber Marie Bently of Stinson Beach
Photo by Barbara Ries
Burning Man, chakra alignments, a peacock tattoo, Ayurveda and black tie affairs? For jeweler and philanthropist Amber Marie Bently, whether it’s the Black Rock Desert or an opening-night gala, she’s dressed in her own unique style. When Bently isn’t hosting charity events or running her downtown San Francisco spa (set to reopen next year), she’s busy creating her couture jewelry line, which uses recycled gold and sustainably harvested gemstones, and splitting time between her Stinson Beach and Nob Hill homes. Amber and her husband Chris’s company Bently Holdings includes Belvedere Place, 100,000-square-feet of office space in Mill Valley, and the Bently Reserve.
Describe your personal style. Marches to her own beat.
What are you wearing? Valentino and pieces from my own jewelry line.
Who are your fashion influences? Audrey Hepburn, always classic yet edgy.
Where do you love to shop in Marin? Downtown Mill Valley.
What is always in your bag/pockets? YSL lipstick and electrolytes for my water.
What is your best cheapo secret? Walgreens 5-minute manicure; it actually looks like I had my nails done by a professional.
What’s your fashion pet peeve? Ugg’s— I have them, but they are not for high fashion; they are for coziness!
What is your view of Marin style? Laid- back, down to earth.
Where do you love to eat in Marin? Sushi Ran.
How do you spend your weekends? Hanging out in the Mission.
Where do you go to pamper yourself? Kamalaspa (Bently’s spa) in downtown San Francisco.
How would your friends describe you? I had to ask: fun, talented, cute as a button and very creative.
What was the last book you read and why? Twilight by Stephenie Meyer; I love vampire stories!
What was the last movie you saw? Van Helsing (more vampires!).
If your life were a movie, what would be your theme song? Anything Loreena McKennitt, very fairy of the woods.
What’s your best fashion advice? Try not to follow trends because you always want to look timeless; that way when you look back on past years you don’t say, “Wow, that looks dated.”