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
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
![Gray skies are just clouds passing over. - Duke Ellington
I listen to this song on almost every flight - gazing out my little airplane window, amidst the clouds, dreaming, thinking, reflecting. I have had a rough past 45 days or so with so many highs (yay!) and so many deep, dark lows. I am so glad to finally really feel my gray skies shifting, the clouds moving away from hovering above me, and so many rays of light…warming me through and through.
[Photo taken somewhere above N.Carolina, edited this lazy evening]](http://26.media.tumblr.com/xFX7HFUwdhtaiiyclNSsaxY5o1_500.png)
Gray skies are just clouds passing over. - Duke Ellington
I listen to this song on almost every flight - gazing out my little airplane window, amidst the clouds, dreaming, thinking, reflecting. I have had a rough past 45 days or so with so many highs (yay!) and so many deep, dark lows. I am so glad to finally really feel my gray skies shifting, the clouds moving away from hovering above me, and so many rays of light…warming me through and through.
[Photo taken somewhere above N.Carolina, edited this lazy evening]
