Mad weekend

After an early social on Friday I woke up fairly refreshed on Saturday morning ... all ready for my mosaic class with Phoenix Steel. Very little tuition, much concentration, millions of glass shards and glue everywhere, an antique necklace/bracelet bargain, and five hours later, we left with a little more appreciation for the wounded bleeding hands and glue-gobbed fingers and colour-confused palettes that accompany a mosaic-making than we had previously. Photos to follow.

Starved we raced to Toni's which was very pretty and warm for the cold Saturday afternoon ... but the waitress forgot to give me my leftover HALF a large pizza :( she sucks. And they're really expensive for what you get. We used to love slapping about at Toni's in Rietondale with Irene and Kenzy and Nats and Grant and anyone else who cared to be there. But somehow the magic is gone. Didn't have the awesome chocolate pizza cause I couldn't think of a good enough reason. Weird. As average as the experience was, I would suggest trying the dessert pizzas :)

Anyway we missed the Standard Bank Arts Masters series exhibition cause we were arting for so long ourselves shad faish. We got home and crashed for 90 mins was epic. We awoke and hurried off to Herril's for a braai with Ez, Nuka, Clint, Nicki, Pule, Megen, Terri J and the two of us. Was delish. I nearly died of Mocambique sauce*.

We got home late after staying to watch some awfully-scripted dance movie (the quality of the script was indirectly proportional to the quality of the phemomenal dancing). We woke up tired and we rushed to get to the cupcake place to drop off cupcake wrappers and ribbon for the cake. The ribbon my mother bought is all pearly and diamondy and costs an exhorbitant amount of money. I didn't understand that ribbon could cost that much ... but then I saw the ribbon. I want a whole dress made of it! It's divine. Not gonna say how much cause it doesn't make sense unless you see it :)

http://www.aliexpress.com/item-img/1-Yard-Diamond-6-Rows-5mm-A-Grade-Rhinestone-Crystal-Pearl-Wedding-Cake-Banding-Trim-Cake/565954709.html

Went past Cresta to fetch jewellery I left in a store there - may've bought earrings while I was there too! Bad Tess. There was no polaroid film extra shad faish. Found Livy a gift and then drove from Cresta all the way to Garstfontein to Rustica for her birthday lunch. Was good to see Marky Mark and Blake ... and Jo and Candice and Nats and Ilana again ... and some other people :)

Went home and watched Bridesmaids** and the Departed. I made scram egg on toast for everyone (which was highly appreciated) and fell asleep.

That, friends and lovers, was my weekend ....

* Yes that's an offical cause of death
** !

Simi's awesome bachelorettes!

So on Friday I didn't post  my myriad plans for this past weekend as my sister's bachelorette's was going to be a surprise :)

Friday night I took off from the studio to prep Anni's folks house (thanks guys!!) and arrange things ... sort out games, prizes, and gifts. Due to inclement weather (I think Thursday's hail and rain and 95 recorded accidents amounted to something rather more than inclement) we decided not to set up the fairy lights, chinese lanterns, and feathers/feather boas and wooden table and chairs on the Thursday and Friday. Which means I had to be at Anni at 7:30 on Saturday morning. Eep. Needless to say I escaped the early morning as I had to go past the Oriental Plaza in Centurion to aquire more feather boas and fairy lights. The theme was Burlesque and the decor needed to match!

Ooh la la!

After rushing to Anni's (thanks to Miche and Anni's ballies and Dyson and Louie) and helping them set up I rushed back to Simi to fetch her for manis and pedis. We made it just in time and then went for lunch with Anni. Simi was suspicious but her bachelorette fears were allayed when we really did just fetch Anni and go for lunch. Mythos in Design Square was YOMSH!

A disarmed and food-heavy Simi unwittingly aided our plans by suggesting we go inside and say hi to Anni's mom. As Anni pulled open the garage door, 13 crazy, colourful, sexy women screaming freaked the crap out of both Simi and I. I nearly had an anurism. I'm not sure why I was so shocked I did know they'd be there :)

Supplies!

All the girls dressed up AMAZINGLY! Looking super hot and fancy ... we had some drinks, played Know your groom and got on to the serious business of the now infamous Anni & Tess photo booth!

Photo booth 

When the Bare Butt Butlers arrived another round of photo booth happened ... those poor men!

Mr Buttler

 

They were very lovely ... nice guys, can cook food, serve drinks, have fun, AND they had nice bums!! Roxy next time I'll remember to keep an eye on you. I'm just saying.

Herril even made them dance! The bachata/kizomba/salsa/merengue lesson was AWESOME! Thank you so much Mr Herril!! Not sure my mom has ever seen me dance like that hehe ... but I'm sure she'll be fine :)

Dyson did an awesome job of the music and Louie was very delightfully sweet and the fireman's outfit and lack of clothes on his upper body somehow didn't detract from his general loveliness. If only he was ten years older.

My mom might've been a little enthusiastic too.

Shooter rounds, bottomless hubblies, penis paraphernalia, punch, crazy masks, awesome music, and FANTASTIC company made for an unforgettable evening. Except for Shaye and Claire who forgot some things.

The gifts were to die for :) thank you to everyone for beautiful things, craploads of fun, and a general ricockulous time!

Mwah mwah also to you Anni you are the BEST CO-BRIDESMAID ever!!

The end.

Xx

Post-weekend review

Dance Cafe I do love you :)

I couldn't possibly have had more fun than I did on Saturday night! Photoshoots, line dancing, random people :)

Add some lil' shorts and chequered shirts and cowboy boots and a pair of handcuffs and it's perfect ;)

And so much of dancing! Love you all!

The massage was divine my mom and I were in some earthly heaven ... those stones were so hot and so lovely on skin! Going back next week for a mani and pedi*. Ooh la laa.

Church was stirring and beautiful and I love how Ross preaches. No BS, no making every thing sound nice or easy. Just good solid Bible-based conversation.

Cresta was once again a haven of perfect service, happy salespeople not trying to sell to me, and general helpfulness and kindness. If you ever experience bad service ... just visit Cresta for a morning. They'll fix you. I don't know what it is - it's like a Cresta culture; every shop does it, it's not a random Forever New/Queenspark/oh-you're-going-to-be-spending-a-lot-of-money type of service. It's genuine.

That said I missed my braai** but did get to spend the rest of the day with someone sweet and I got a special present :)

That is all.

* Wow. How much MORE poppie can you get?
** I had a sad.

This weekend!

So this weekend (as a friend of mine does weekly) I've decided to post my upcoming plans ... just for fun.

Friday: farewell drinks for a colleague (means I get to leave the office NOW and go chill at Fire and Ice Melrose Arch)
Friday later: Salsa social at Dance Cafe! Best Friday night by far ;)

Saturday morning: haircut! Love how short it is the first day!
Saturday morning later: hot stone massages and lunch with Mom (Mother's Day present)
Saturday afternoon: teach sister's fiance to dance
Saturday evening: Dance Cafe's 5th birthday party! Wild wild West style! Yeeeee-Haaaah!

Sunday morning: Church :)
Sunday after church: shopping at Cresta (hearts) with Jo
Sunday after shopping: Braai with friendy and friendy family
Sunday after braai: dancing with Simi and Kyle
Sunday night: MAYBE see my poor boyfriend :)

That is all!

Xx

Black and white Bat for Lashes dress

So while the formal let's-write-a-blogpost-thing is distressingly challenging to get round to ... I thought I'd instead quickly proffer some gorgeous specimen or other I'd hunted down and killed.

Sort of.

My gorgeous friend Kershia introduced me to Bat for Lashes not long ago (and I thank her profusely for doing such) ... and she caught my eye socket immédiatement. I like how she styles herself and she's just lovely and seems fun. Anyway the black and white dress she's wearing below is simple and striking and I love it.

Sorry I don't know whose photo this is that I'm using I apologise profusely and assure you I'm not making any money off it.

That is all. Oh and her music's pretty cool too.

That is all.

New Year's Resolutions Schmesolutions

So a quick note to quietly decree my continued annoyance at every single newsletter, blog post, update including anything relating to the New Year. It's the friggin 18th already.

"So it's a new year!" (Um yes I've been living on a Gregorian calendar for 27 years I'm quite aware it's a new year) ... "Time for new beginnings!" (Hush now stop compensating for all the crap you failed to do in all the time you've been living).

I'm so bored of it - and irritated.

Even my good undetermined wolf friend has turned determined: http://thewolfpackofone.blogspot.com/2012/01/phoenix-on-hog.html. Although I do admire his proactivity.

The End

The secret life of an intellectual poppie

What is a poppie?


A poppie is an overdone, hyper-girlie Platteland princess :) More or less - something akin to calling an English-speaking girl a Barbie. Now I've been called a Poppie numerous times ... at res the girls called me Poppy (they were mostly from Zim so not Afrikaans-speaking hence the slight phonetic adaption) and I actually quite liked it. At Rhodes I went through an excelling phase which petered out through Honours and another excelling phase which petered out as I progressed through Masters. Which reminds me I need to re-register for 2012.

in•tel•lec•tu•al/ˌintlˈekCHo͞oəl/
Adjective: Of or relating to the intellect: "intellectual stimulation".
Noun: A person possessing a highly developed intellect.

What is intellect?
in•tel•lect/ˈintlˌekt/
Noun: The faculty of reasoning and understanding objectively, esp. with regard to abstract or academic matters.

Ahem: so an intellectual is a person who has a highly developed ability to reason and understand (we know there is no objectivity) abstract and academic stuff (I firmly believe stuff is a very important academic word).

Thank you Google for all that help, can you fix my speaking-to-people conundrum now? And it is a conundrum. It’s the challenge between high-brow and popular (not that the popular can’t be intellectual). Choosing what to say to whom, coming back to life after academia and people who don't use (never mind understand) words like 'lithe'; 'ethereal'; or 'diaphonous' ... you have to get real and simplify your language, your subject, and your vocabulary.

So what to speak about? Obviously you ask questions about their lives, interests … but I was all socio-political, see-another-side, mild feminist: what was that and who could relate? I had a something up my sleeve though: a sneaky penchant for fashion. I could talk about delicious department stores in Thailand, the subtleties of Gaga’s latest, and a most gorgeous vintage purse from Victoria, Australia (a delightful treat from a wandering sister thoroughly aware of my taste).

The subjects I know well include studies (boring or inaccessible); work (boring); gym (boring); and dancing (somehow non dancers never find as much delight in this topic as I). When I've eliminated talking about those boring things ... all I have left is, "You should just SEE the leather boots I bought - I could lick them they're so gorgeous!" ... and it's only taken one quizzical and I'm-trying-hard-to-look-like-this-is-relevant stare to make me seriously question ever making another statement about my fashion status quo.

I'm smart, knowledgeable, I have hobbies and studies and I travel and am not shy to open my mouth - I love meeting people and I love learning ... how can I so often find myself with a mouthful of nothing to say to a new acquaintance, or old school friend? Fine I don't have the time for a genuine interest in worldwide politics and global warming, but I know what frakking and geo-fencing involve.

I’m going to blame globalisation and the interweb. If there wasn’t so much information and stuff to do and ways to do it – it wouldn’t be so challenging to find people with at least one similar activity/interest/pursuit as you.

I have thus determined to expand my range of topics, knowledge, and experience by doing some new interesting things and reading a little more widely. The end (of stilted cautious conversation hopefully).