I’m Sarah Midgett, a life long artist in training, creative designer & real estate professional on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. I own Sarah Midgett & Co. I almost always have something in the works. I paint, I sculpt & I love bringing things to life that started out entirely in my imagination. I bring that same curiosity to the vacation homes I manage. I want them to put your soul at ease & give you the freedom to be yourself.

I live in Kill Devil Hills with my husband & our two sons. I’m “Sunny” to my two-year-old grandson. I’m an animal advocate, a seeker of knowledge & the friend you have to warn, “You’re on speaker,” the second I answer the phone. I laugh at wildly inappropriate moments & I’m introspective to a fault. Sometimes I’m still thinking about why I laughed long after everyone else has moved on.

I care deeply about justice and I’m fiercely protective of civil rights. I’ll speak up when something’s wrong, even when it makes the room a little uncomfortable. I believe we’re all human and we’re all just walking each other home. So let’s make it a good one.

The Midgetts have called this stretch of the East Coast home since the 1700s. My great-grandfather & granduncle used to drive cattle from Coinjock, North Carolina, through what’s now Corolla & all the way up to present-day Virginia Beach Boulevard, then to our family’s Rosemont Dairy. I love picturing them making that long trip in a time of vast farmland & pristine beaches.

I grew up on a farm & had family in the city, so I got to know the best of both worlds. I loved the quiet & resourcefulness of country life as much as the creative energy of the city. I grew up around hospitality & the performing arts, too. In my family, making things & making people feel welcome often went hand in hand.

My mother is an artist of many talents, from musical theater to award-winning pottery. Together we run My Mary Paige, our mother-daughter creative venture. We sell pieces we’ve made alongside things we’ve found that still have a little life left in them. I love that we get to make things together & give some overlooked treasures a second chance along the way.

My biological father was the embodiment of rhythm & soul. He spent his life traveling & playing piano, including professionally with the Rhondells, until he passed away in 2020. He was the piano man.

The man that raised me, my absolutely perfect stepfather, can fix just about anything. From him I learned to build with what I had on hand & to look at something made for one purpose & imagine what else it could be. To me, that’s artistry at its highest level.

Both my granddaddies were woodworkers & I spent plenty of days & nights in their workshops. Granddaddy Midgett was president of Sadler Materials in Virginia Beach. To me, he was a toymaker. Every year he made hundreds of wooden toys for several charities so children would have something special of their own. Granddaddy Carney was a restaurateur & a skilled furniture maker. Between those two workshops I learned how to build things & picked up a few choice words for when the hammer found my thumb. The matriarchs of the family eventually put their collective feet down on that second lesson.

My Granny Carney could cook a meal that would leave you spellbound. What fascinated me most was watching her cater an event. She knew how to bring the food, the room & all the little details together to give guests an evening they’d remember. My Grandmother Midgett was a true Southern lady, with polished manners, deep-rooted grace & quiet resilience. She gave decades of her time to Virginia Beach General Hospital as a volunteer. From her I learned that showing up for people, year after year, is its own kind of hospitality.

I want staying at one of my vacation homes to feel like staying at your best friend’s house. Help yourself to a mug, tuck your feet under you on the couch & spend a whole morning doing very little. I love rooms with enough personality to make you stop & say, “Wait, what’s the story behind that?” It might be a sculpture I made from something that had a whole other life or a painting that reminds you of a place you’d forgotten. A good room gives you space to catch your breath & something to talk about when the coffee’s poured.