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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  • Me : Who is that guy, he's kind of cute does... he work at your firm?
  • Nick: He's a slayer.
  • Me: Is that the new term for "lawyer?" Does that mean he's single?
  • Nick: He's a lawyer. And a slayer. And it means he's single but not for you.
  • Me: Ummm...
  • Nick: I mean he's interested in you, but you and everyone else. He slays. Just think of a dragon slayer, taking em out left and right.
  • Me: Wow.
  • Nick: As your brother I can't let you get slayed. Even if he would likely want you to be one of his dragons.
  • Me: Wouldn't I be the damsel in distress?
  • Nick: You aren't getting it. You're money, he's money, but not your kind of money, got it?
  • Me: I give up.