I just found these photos from an earlier weekend this month at the Bitches Must Know party. I love the Cape Town night life and the BMK crew are such fun. Thanks to Diary of Ward for the images. Was obsessed with Nicci's backpack, girl has amazing style. I was recently given the loveliest Chanel cuff that my mom saw me eyeing while we were in Venice this year, don't wanna take it off!
I've been having such great times with my friends that it should be illegal. This past weekend was filled with amazing chaos, I'll remember it forever. I met up with old friends, went to a beautiful wedding, had a killer time at the Loeries after party with all of the cool booths, danced to great music with new friends and then finished it off by watching a band on the rooftop of the Grand Daddy Hotel followed by dinner with friends. Long weekends are just perfect, I wish we had more of them!
I try to live completely in the moment but I can't help but be anxious as well, I always start to think of something to worry about. I hate that feeling, being so happy that it freaks you out. I guess after my gallbladder surgery I'm just a little paranoid about how fragile life really is. I've also had some keloid scarring with the surgical incisions, sometimes I hate seeing them when I look in the mirror because just last year they didn't exist. But enough of the silly pity party and no more worrying about hypothetical futures, time to get back to work in the present :)
Some extra pics from the VAMP short film launch last month courtesy of Diary Of Ward and We-Are-Awesome. I enjoy making a fool of myself. Lately I've been dreaming about a new camera lens, acquiring more pole dancing bruises, braaing with friends, answering interview questions, updating my fashion illustration blog, returning emails and watching some new series.
Sometimes it seems like when you begin a new hobby, you suddenly see it everywhere. I guess it's because you're more receptive to it so it seems like it's following you around? Insert one of the strangest nights of all time including: watching guys wipeout on a pole, being dipped on a stage by a complete stranger, getting shot at with a novelty gun, giving impromptu spin tips, having a German guy pushed into our table, insisting I'm not Holly Valance (wut), running into people I haven't seen in ages and randomly predicting the appearance of "Lemon Tree" on a playlist moments before it was played.
Life is just full of surprises, as soon as you're expecting to have a calm night out with your friend, craziness ensues...probably because you never invited it. It's just like the bus theory; as soon as you're not waiting for a bus, they'll arrive in droves. I've recently been planning my Halloween costume by asking myself important philosophical questions like: do blood and glitter go together? I'm gonna go with yes. I can't wait to dress up and I proposed the idea of getting pancakes the next morning in full-costume. Any excuse to continue being dressed like a weirdo and I'll take it.
Are you dressing up for Halloween?
Paul Ward likes my mother's taste in shoes. Both pairs were chosen by her, the heels were a birthday present and the boots are her own. Thanks for keepin em mama! Yesterday I went shopping with Matthew and bought some Victoria Beckham-esque heels from Aldo. I finally found great basic black closed toes for winter! Just gotta wear them in, the bottom is so slippery and I don't need yet another falling incident with Matt...I guess third time is the charm though. I'm announcing the winners of the Kiwi Smiling Feet hampers tomorrow so check back if you've liked the SA Fashion Girl Facebook page! I should change my name to SA Shoe Girl at this rate haha.
