Wow, where to begin?
A lot has happened since I last posted on here, and it’ll be next to impossible to try and tell you about all of it and in chronological order.
I recall a night I was invited over to one the Jellies’s house. Before you ask about ‘The Jellies’, let me explain: Last year for by birthday party at Decodance, I invited my work colleagues {a select few, as one does!} one of which was my good friend Fehraad. He’s gay, {which in Girl Talk translates to ‘fun’ – and when it comes to him you can say FUN twice}! He brought a bunch of his gay peeps to the party. Obviously we were all bumping & grinding against each other on the dance floor, leaving in our midst an equally divided trail of laughter and envy! At one point ‘The Gays’ wandered off and danced with an attractive male {as they would} and I got a little jealous. “I’m JELLY!!!” I proclaimed at the top of my lungs, announcing it to the entire club audience. And ever since then ‘The Gays’ + I became knows as… *DRUM ROLL PLEASE* … THE JELLIES! {There is just no other made-up collective noun that would fit the bill}.
Ok so now that you’re familiar with that story, let me continue. One night I was cordially invited to Charl’s {the naughtiest Jelly of them all} house for a “braai”. As I parked my car and got out into the street, all I could hear was the blasting noise of what sounded like a wild banshee blaring through the air. Yep, it was Britney. It was so loud I could hear it all the way down the road where I’d parked. I knew where it was coming from… At this point I felt slightly anxious {her voice will do that to a person}. Let’s just say a while later we were literally all over the welcoming wooden floor, slithering like snakes and assaulting the bashful {now traumatised} chair {kind of like what Britney did to that chair in the ‘Slave’ music vid}…
Fast forward to later on in the night where we found ourselves walking into the slightly dodgy “Karaoke Club” just off Long St… {I used inverted commas here for a reason}. I’m pretty sure this little-large place acts as a rouge for a den for the Chinese Mafia. I felt like I was rein-acting a scene from a cross between Spirited Away and Kill Bill. I remember mistakenly opening the wrong door – there at a board room table sat large Chinese businessmen that looked like they meant business – other than the fact they were all singing at the top of their lungs! It was awesome! We had so much fun. The individual Karaoke rooms are very large – I would say one could fit about 20 people – and the going rates are R200 per room per hour, so if you make it there in a large group it actually turns out to be pretty cheap – so worth it!
{I should really try and post about all these memories and events more often, because one day when I’m old many of them are likely to be forgotten…}
But for now one more nightly endeavour I feel I should write about which happened a couple weeks ago: I was invited to a party & that night ended up going to about 4 clubs, 3 bars and one very interesting apartment I’ll never forget. All I’m saying for now is that I was literally kidnapped, and after being taken to a variety of many places we ended up at a very wealthy Frenchman’s apartment {not as dodgy as it sounds}. One of the other guests {he’d obviously been to *Paul’s apartment before} asked me who my favourite artist was. “Dali” I replied. He turned around and asked me to look at the framed art work splattered along the walks. Behold, there hung 20 or so original {not copies} ORIGINAL { did I say ORIGINAL?} Salvador Dali sketches among some other very well-known art works. I couldn’t believe my eyes. To be really honest, I just wish that I’d been more sober at that point, that way I would’ve been able to appreciate that moment a great deal more. By the way, this was at about 6am in the morning. I got home at 8am. Glad to say I’m definitely still young at heart! Ok that’s all I’m saying for now, might elaborate more some other time…
Here’s to being young at heart!
^.~
- Beautiful ‘found’ typography at the V&A
- The Cape Town Eye
- Guy doing the limbo – how low can you GO!?
- Kitchen tomfoolery ^.~
- LOVE this cropped blazer with inner polka dot lining. Found it from one of my all-time favourite shops, Michiko at Cavendish in CT.
- Charl – the NAUGHTIEST Jelly!
- Yep, he stole my brand new hipster glasses… As in took them home with him. Meh.
- The Jellies!
- Damien brought me a cupcake to cheer me up :)
- Popped out from Royale so Craig could have a quick smoke/dance on the table
- At Orphanage bar. This place is always too full for my liking…
- Jeana & I
- “I’m a SLAAAAAAAAAAAAVE – for you!”
- Jelly bootehs!
- Craig really ‘got into’ the karaoke hahaha
- What’s the point in trying to beat gays at Karaoke, really?
- Bella – isn’t she beautiful?!
- Reflections…
- Prawns at Salero in V&A – so good and lovely place!
- Welcome to JHB – my old home. Mom’s patio, Johannesburg
- Moekie the midget kitty
- Mom’s decorating ♥
- Animal picnic! Pug & two kitties
- Mom’s house
- Fooze at the Woods, JHB
- Late night station stops, JHB CBD
- Yes please
- Chandalier at Tokyo Star, JHB
- Mom’s decorating
- Moekie LOVES flowered water
- Fugly the pug, so cute!
- My brother, Danah (how long is his hair?!) & Sannie
- Love my Sannie x
- Xabi Alonso – gorgeous! The EUFA’s made me all nostalgic about the 2010 World Cup, & I’ve decided Brazil for the 2014 Cup is in order!
- Exploring Mt. Damien.
- Live streaming the semi’s with the boyz
- ♡ my glasses & soooo excited to be getting more frames soon!
- I was lucky enough to find this dress (something I’d never usually wear) at a YDE sale a while ago – bought it for about R250, and I’m so glad I did because now I really love it.
- Jeana & I testing the green screen
- Amanda & I
- Winter…
- Meeting with Luxottica – very strange building & architecture, so exposed to the elements – great for summer, winter not so much!
- Original art. Wish I’d taken more snaps… A very strange night indeed. Ill miss the company I had that night, likely to never have it again…
- Jeanne & I – El Burro
- Happy birthday Jannie!
- Lights lights lights – never enough!
- The bar at The Reserve
- At The Reserve for Mofunk – gotta love Mofunk jams!
- Sianna – sassy!
- Sianna & I
- Chandelier at Amelia’s parents’ house
- Matfield (the gentle giant) & Amelia ♥
- Tiny baby, biiig yawn! Well done to Candy & Oz, they’re going to be the best parents!




























































































































































