Weekend in Sag Harbor

My sister-in-law, owner of a boutique interior design firm, graciously invited us to spend the weekend in Sag Harbor with her and her beau. Husband and I had only briefly visited the beach at Montauk a few years back and knew little of The Hamptons lifestyle otherwise. We agreed that a relaxing weekend away from city lights was in order.

We stayed at a cute cottage style cabin near Noyac beach, a modest beach on the Great Peconic Bay. The abode is nestled on a small peninsula lined with trees, shrubbery and blue waters that peak-a-boo when you turn it’s corners. The quietude and serenity of it all left us loose and relaxed.

I was so engulfed by the laid-back attitude of the beach town that I completely forgot to take photographs to share of the nightlife, bar scene, private beaches, colossal mansions, fine restaurants and leisure. These are just a few pics I snapped on my cell phone and all I have as memories of our weekend.

In the daytime, we walked through town and visited thrift shops and interior decorating storefronts. Claudia and I spent some time on a private lake musing over the nature of ducks and their capacity for underwater breath (that duck never did come back for air Claude, did it?). We were invited for hors d’oeuvres and cocktails by the charming Tamara Stephenson, writer of Nest by Tamara, a lifestyle blog inspired by home, style and design.

We had a fabulous lunch at The Beacon and got to experience the start of sunset over a harbor peppered with boats. We visited the historic American Hotel, had a a drink at the classy 1770 House and enjoyed a few late night cocktails at B. Smith’s. The lovely Mrs. Smith and her husband Gatsby joined our table for an evening of laughs, good conversation and bonding over our mutual and deep-seated love of Brooklyn. It was an incredible evening that gave me insight to the glitz and glamour of this lifestyle.

Maybe not documenting it all is a sign of living in the moment and seizing the experience. That, to me, is time well spent 🙂


About Maya

I like words like "labyrinthian," "kerfuffle," and "serendipitous" because they're mellifluous. I love poetry, pumpkin ales, sangria, long summer days, Fall foliage, going out of my way to step on crunchy leaves in October, live music, Jazz, Salsa dancing, theater, film (foreign and indie), the arts (myriad varieties), dance (in theory and practice) and any place where I can sit outdoors and take it all in.
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