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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“He kept asking what “it” felt like? Dull or sharp? An ache or burn? My head was spinning and naturally I could give him no kind of coherent answer but I remember thinking dimply that it was sort of like the first time I got drunk or slept with a girl, not quite sure what one expected, really, but once it happened one realized it couldn’t be any other way.”

-page 543, The Secret History, introduced to me by Georgina for book club

As I read this passage I realized “it” could be anything and maybe thats why I like it so much. Insert many different experiences/occurrences/moments in life and you could very likely come to the same conclusion - however it felt, whatever it was—it couldn’t be any other way.

  1. lizlemon reblogged this from mascarah and added:
    really great description…
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