I own my own company .
i am a journalist.
samantha@samanthaashleirose.com
aim: humanordncr7
Favorite things:
Late nights on a crowded balcony with friends, sunshine through the clouds, dark hair and light eyes, a guy who wears a hat, rocking chairs on a front porch, dangling my feet into the water off a dock, babies laughing, the perfect bottle of wine with a nice meal, fashion, my dog(s), great friends, traveling, the ocean- the smell, the waves, the sand underneath my toes, Football-NFL, fantasy football with the guys, Golden Tee, Tiger Woods Golf, reveling in having the tiniest hands and toes on the planet, trying to hide my elf ears, dancing like the music will never stop, singing to the top of my lungs, my friends, decorating, falling in love with myself and my life and this world, running in the rain, jumping in puddles, climbing fences, climbing trees, shooting guns, cowboy boots, being a little princess, giving to others, southern accents, croakies, laughing as loud and as much as possible, junior league, volunteering, bull frogs after the rain, a new issue of vogue, a great smile, working out, my cello, haute couture,the girls next door, a PBR on a hot Southern summer afternoon, organic cigarettes on days that I just have a little Marilyn in me, my independence, photography, Savannah Georgia, cake batter flavored ice cream, sleeping in, climbing rocks in silence, meditation, using my creativity, embracing myself and who I am, and maintaining my passion for the environment.
Product Review (FTC REQUIRED) Disclaimer: Every product reviewed here, unless I personally state I paid for it was sent to me by the company in question, or their PR Firm for review. I exercise journalistic integrity and review all products from a non biased manner. I am not advertising for the company/firm or being paid for a review- though I did receive the product on a complimentary basis in exchange for review (how else would I review something I've never seen nor touched). Now on with it...
disclaimer: I sit here today, and at 23, I have absolutely NO IDEA who I definitively am. But I know what I stand for, I know what I believe. I know that there are things I did in the past that were not right, or fair. I have made mistakes. In 20 years I’ll look back at the girl sitting here with her big curly hair, ever changing passions and ideals, the dreamer, the friend, the lover and I won’t dislike her. I don’t dislike the me from the past, I merely recognize I’ve grown above and beyond and I AM NOT defined by what people might have THOUGHT about me.
I joked here before, regarding being always right. That was merely a joke. I learn on a daily basis. I value the opinions and ideals of others, but nothing will ever stop me from expressing my own. Debate and discussion is not about making someone believe or stand for your ideals. It is about expressing them, so that someone could be more enlightened to "the other side of the story". Being right is less important than being heard. Educate someone.
Photo Tour Stop 3: That time I lived with boys.
Male roommates- would be the product of the background of this photo.
I shot this to send via email to my roomie while he was at work.
Though it still looks like a shit sty- I had totally cleaned it up that day- I was nice and decided to undo my passive aggressive placement of his dirty dishes in his bed.
He hadn’t slept in his bed in weeks…
All because he wouldn’t wash his dishes…
either way…I think I even vacuumed.
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