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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There’s something about Freemans… I’ve never been the biggest fan of their menu. Love some of it, dislike most of it. But there is something so great about it. As I walked past it today it dawned on me that what is so amazing to me about it might simply just be that it exists. When you come to NYC as a tourist or an out-of-towner the city can seem daunting. Dirty. Large. Uninviting. And it can feel that way as a resident, at times. But one of my favorite things about this city is how unexpected it is. On any given street, in the middle of an unassuming and rather drab block, you might just stumble on a gem like this. The same theory applies to most of New York. On any given night, in any given pub, you might have a conversation with someone that is unexpectedly amazing. On any given Saturday you might head out by train 45 minutes in any direction and find yourself in natural bliss. On any given Wednesday you might decide to go to one of several museums and discover an exhibit stocked to the brim with more Matisse than you even knew existed. And if you’re really lucky, you might just live a life that is constantly full of exploration, hand in hand with your partner in crime, this city…a place truly unlike any other in the world.

There’s something about Freemans…

I’ve never been the biggest fan of their menu. Love some of it, dislike most of it. But there is something so great about it. As I walked past it today it dawned on me that what is so amazing to me about it might simply just be that it exists.

When you come to NYC as a tourist or an out-of-towner the city can seem daunting. Dirty. Large. Uninviting. And it can feel that way as a resident, at times.

But one of my favorite things about this city is how unexpected it is. On any given street, in the middle of an unassuming and rather drab block, you might just stumble on a gem like this.

The same theory applies to most of New York. On any given night, in any given pub, you might have a conversation with someone that is unexpectedly amazing. On any given Saturday you might head out by train 45 minutes in any direction and find yourself in natural bliss. On any given Wednesday you might decide to go to one of several museums and discover an exhibit stocked to the brim with more Matisse than you even knew existed.

And if you’re really lucky, you might just live a life that is constantly full of exploration, hand in hand with your partner in crime, this city…a place truly unlike any other in the world.

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    end; yes, yes, exactly!...where I shall call home base,
  5. theprecariousowl said: reasons such as those makes me want to live in a city, so bad!
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