I started swimming competitively when I was 5 years old. I quit when I was 20. That’s a decade and a half of laughs, team sleepovers, pasta dinners, hotel hot tubs at away meets, tough practices, losing races, getting yelled at, being alone for hours in your head, tears, heartbreak, injuries, panic attacks, and suicide … More Swimming
It’s that time of year again where grumpy, frost bitten (dramatic) New Yorkers melt their layer of ice that’s been covering them since November, and instantly dawn their denim jackets and open toed heels. It is the first real spring weekend in the city. There is a palpable energy radiating throughout the city. If you … More Spring Awakening
Today was in the top 5 best days I have ever had in the city. My friend from work, Naomi, her boyfriend, Dane, and I biked around Central Park today. Not gonna lie, I was a little nervous at the idea considering I haven’t rode a bike in about 8 years, but rest assured, I … More Float Down, Like Autumn Leaves
I had yet again another lovely Sunday filled with tea, macaroons, quiche and incredible company. I don’t know if the planets were aligned in some weird way or what was going on but I felt like this week was one long brain dump. My sister was in from D.C. and we love to have loaded … More Tea for Two and Two for Tea
Most underrated form of transportation has got to be buses – HA totally kidding. I’m not sure which is worse right now, the sway of the bus in and out of NJ traffic or the 4 year old sitting behind me kicking my seat repeatedly. Okay done being a Grinch. This week tested my … More Your Dinner is Served
I have decided to resurface this blog because what’s one more thing on my to-do list! I’m actually going to try to hold myself accountable this time, so Mom (as you’re probably the only person who reads this) keep me accountable. I recently, and by recently I mean 4 months ago, moved to New York … More Welcome to New York
I am currently sitting in the heaven that is Waterstones Bookstore on Broad St. in Oxford. Think of Barns and Nobel with three more floors and an adorable cafe upstairs, on the “second floor”, which is actually the third floor I learned after wandering aimlessly around the second floor to find the cafe. England … More Wednesdays at Waterstones
I love reading. Disclaimer that statement comes with exceptions. In my life I’ve probably read one textbook collectively of all the bits and pieces of the textbooks I was supposed to read. I also hate being forced to read a book, so therefore I pretty much despised any English class I’ve ever taken. The only … More Calling All Self-Proclaimed Bookworms
Bonjour mes amis, je m’appelle Samantha, ou Sam. That’s about all the French I remember from high school, just kidding… hopefully. You might wonder why I care about a language I studied from Kindergarten to 11th grade. I have the absolute pleasure of studying in Oxford, England this summer, where I will also be traveling … More Au Revoir America
Simply Samantha 