I’m Amanda. Hi. It’s nice to know you cared enough to click.
I’ve been working in advertising and communications since 2001, before that I was a bona fide theatre geek spending 4 seasons at the Williamstown Theatre Festival.
I started blogging in 2004, long before I had any idea it might become something I’d use for work. Same goes for Twitter, which I joined in 2008.
Through it all I have continued to be me—I’ll admit to liking Rick Astley and Huey Lewis in my youth and I will fight to the end for the day that all kids have access to healthy food. Now I listen to country music. Go ahead, mock me, I can drive anywhere in the country and find a station I like
The blog name: The Wink—finding extra in the ordinary
My husband Sean and I have 3 daughters: Briar, Avery and Finley. I write about them here, sometimes it’s the things they do, other times it’s the things that I don’t do—guilt, wonder, mayhem, we cover it all. My Mama Sap category is where I’ve made the connections with readers that have lasted all these years. The thing is, I have three kids born very close in age. I could write reams on the challenges, but I think the way my words are best used is to share the things that aren’t excruciating or, how the impossibility of it all helps me see the wonder.
Other random bits about me:
I am tall.
I speak spanish.
Between a plate of chips and salsa and a platter of baked goods, I will go for the chips every single time.
I cannot wear lipstick. I look like a clown.
I am strong.
I seem unwilling to give up swearing, though I rarely swear in written form.
I like to drink milk from the container.
An old co-worker still taunts me with FB messages that jus say: moist.
I was born in Eugene.
My first concert was a weekend-long Grateful Dead event. It was a fluke, I am not that hip.
I live 15 minutes from SPAC and have never been to a concert there.
I love riding Amtrak trains to NYC.
More to come.
Along with my husband and our partners we have Trampoline and Nine Authentic Goods.
If I missed something you can ask me by shooting me an email at amanda [at] designtramp (yes, tramp. relax, it’s just a name.) [dot] com









