adventures of mascarah.
I have always wanted to be "a writer" but I'm lost somewhere in the prologue...whittling away at a story I may never tell.
Likes: pop culture. my chihuahua. architecture. modern art. elizabeth street. contemporary designer apparel. food. travel. foreign films. speakeasys. live music. politics. hot sauce. surprises. running in the rain. strangers. wednesdays. fearlessness...and 100s of other random things... maybe even you.
A southerner by birth, northerner by the grace of God, I'm simply a nyc gal who is lost somewhere on my constant exploration of the city and the life,love, and pursuit found within it.
If you are so inclined... sap {at} lifelovepursuit.com
![[love : my city & me ] the city of dreams (not angels) by elliott
my city dreams big. each morning when i wake up and walk down the flights of stairs of my apartment and my feet hit the pavement and begin to hear, feel and see the many stories that the streets of my city have waiting for me. some say this is the city of angels, i think it is the city of dreams. the city where you come - where you are drawn by the glitz and glamour and then learn to survive inspite of it.
my city is a place where easily the allure of the stars in the sky and on the boulevard can take people on a ride that leaves them in a place they never thought would go, that is not as shiny and fantastic as they always imagined it to be.
that’s why i love this city. because when you live here your dreams constantly change because you become wise enough to change them. they evolve like your story and your five o’clock shadow…and your friendships and your bank account and if you’re lucky - your heart, mind, soul, spirit.
*** Share your city story with me (all cities, towns, villages, etc are welcome!)](http://26.media.tumblr.com/xFX7HFUwdpn17itwUAhzlHl3o1_500.png)
[love : my city & me ] the city of dreams (not angels) by elliott
my city dreams big. each morning when i wake up and walk down the flights of stairs of my apartment and my feet hit the pavement and begin to hear, feel and see the many stories that the streets of my city have waiting for me. some say this is the city of angels, i think it is the city of dreams. the city where you come - where you are drawn by the glitz and glamour and then learn to survive inspite of it.
my city is a place where easily the allure of the stars in the sky and on the boulevard can take people on a ride that leaves them in a place they never thought would go, that is not as shiny and fantastic as they always imagined it to be.
that’s why i love this city. because when you live here your dreams constantly change because you become wise enough to change them. they evolve like your story and your five o’clock shadow…and your friendships and your bank account and if you’re lucky - your heart, mind, soul, spirit.
*** Share your city story with me (all cities, towns, villages, etc are welcome!)
