adventures of mascarah.

I've just begun a new decade. Sigh.

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

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Look, Silas. Life is just blah, blah, blah. You hope for blah, and sometimes you find it, but mostly it’s blah, and waiting for blah and hoping you were right about the blahs you made. And then, just when you think you’ve got the whole blah damn thing figured out and you’re surrounded by the people you blah, death shows up. And blah, blah, blah.
Andy’s dissertation on life on this week’s episode of Weeds