More
Close

Sarah Sibley

Sarah Sibley's picture

Sarah Sibley

Since the 4th grade, I have been writing—short stories, shopping lists, Dear Santa letters, and Dear John letters. When I grew up, I knew exactly what I wanted to be, so I did it…in a roundabout way. After struggling through the advertising world as a marketing lackey, then as a copywriting lackey, I left it all behind to write for the sophisticated, exciting world of design. Contributing to DivineCaroline has been a dream come true. Who knew years of attempting, failing, and succeeding at womanhood would come in handy? When not writing, I enjoy food, wine, Brit rockers, cycling, and people watching in Boulder, CO.

Stories by Sarah Sibley

So there we were. Me and my husband—who was only my boyfriend back then—asserting our couplehood in our city, Seattle, by spending...
Why I live here? That’s a good question. I ask myself that a lot, only it sounds more like “why the hell do I live here?” There are...
As I’ve become an adult, and moved from city to city, making loads of friends along the way, I find myself celebrating holiday meals more...
Get your sunblock, your cutest strappy sandals, and your vocal cords ready. The summer concert season is upon us. It’s time to be a music...
Springtime is here. And for us design divas, that means a little bit of spring cleaning—and a whole lot of spring decorating. Look around your...
Mom. The woman who carried you, kicking and somersaulting, in her womb for nine months. The woman who endured hours of labor to bring you into this...
Humility. It’s a lesson everyone must learn at some point in life. I had the privilege of learning it while re-acclimating myself to bicycling...
“Hey there Blondie, you gonna order or what?” I turn red and bite the side of my mouth. “Uhhh.” How could I possibly be...
INTERIOR, OFFICE: DAY: Sarah enters ABC Advertising wearing an oversized, short-sleeved white sweater, gathered at the waist; black, knee-length...
She lies in wait, seductively sipping her drink, caressing her mane, and sharpening her claws. Within seconds, she locks eyes with her young,...
Are you tired of seeing ladies greased up and wearing only diamonds—I’m sorry, bling—shaking their booties and licking their lips...
You have the perfect existence. You finally snagged an affordable one-bedroom apartment in the perfect location. It’s decorated how you’...
INTERIOR, HOTEL ROOM - DAY: Sarah, twenty-nine, stares at her laptop while sitting in an uncomfortable chair at a desk that juts out of the wall and...
On September 30, 2005, a pharmacist at a Target store in Fenton, MO, denied a twenty-six-year-old woman emergency contraception. Yes, you read...
I only run when I’m being chased. I find the whole idea of going for a run boring and useless. I see the gym as a necessary evil. I hate...

Pages